Like a floodgate bursting, everything poured in.
The chains biting into his wrists, the endless darkness, Osiris's cold smile, the fire that burned his soul, the agony that never ended.
Noah gasped, clutching his head as the images came faster and faster, every scream, every fracture of his mind replaying in horrifying clarity.
"No…" he whispered, voice breaking. "No, no, no, no!"
Terror clawed through him, burning hotter than any pain. His body reacted before thought could catch up.
He threw himself out of the bed, his legs giving way the instant they touched the ground. He collapsed onto the cold stone floor, limbs weak and trembling from disuse.
His body refused to obey him, but it didn't matter. He clawed at the floor, dragging himself inch by inch toward the door, toward escape, toward anywhere but here.
The nurse screamed, dropping her clipboard with a clatter. "Help! Someone help!"
