[Sometimes he hears voices. And by sometimes, he means constantly. Some of them ring hollow or false. Most of them pinpoint accurate. Sometimes they are very familiar. Sometimes they're completely foreign. Sometimes it's only one voice at a time. Sometimes it's a chorus. There's one that's asking him to wake up, but he pushes it away, just in case waking makes all the voices inescapably loud.

He's so thirsty it hurts. But that's pain in the gut, which is so much different than pain in the head. He keeps muttering, sometimes shouting. Sometimes the words make sense. Sometimes they don't. It's hard to tell which are worse.]