the world is dark, dark, dark and there is a pounding in his head.
a horrible pounding.
he opens his eyes, he thinks he does, he knows he does, but the world does not grow any brighter. is he still sitting in the rainsworth manor, as he had been only moments before, or had he been suddenly swallowed by some horrible abyss? the pit in the center of the city, perhaps. or else had the sky gone black, as if the world were about to end? unfair, that he would be forced to suffer such a possibility twice in one lifetime.
he is not quite to the point of panic, although he fears he is far closer than he has been in a good long while. his heart is racing, and every beat seems to make the pounding in his head worse. and his stomach. he feels nauseous.
it occurs to him, now -- has he been poisoned? had someone who he had ostensibly considered a friend slipped something into that tea that had been so readily offered? he cannot think of a reason why break would do something like that, but a lack of noticeable motive means nothing, he knows.
"ah, break?"
it is his lips that form the sound, but it is not his voice.
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