CHAPTER 213
Finally, after five torturous minutes, Ray was beginning to calm down.
The agonizing pain was receding at last, and the violent shaking of his limbs began to subside.
His breathing remained labored for a few moments, but after several deep inhalations, his heart rate slowed toward a steady rhythm.
The crushing headache, the debilitating dizziness, and the mental fogginess were finally giving way to a newfound clarity.
He could finally identify his surroundings with certainty.
He knew exactly where the ceiling was and where the ground lay beneath him.
His senses were returning one by one, sharper than they had been before.
First was his tactile sense; he could feel the cold and slightly damp earth beneath him, a sensation akin to lying on a sheet of chilled glass.
Then, the pungent smell of heavy metal and ozone slammed into his nostrils, causing his nose to twitch involuntarily as his hearing and sight followed in rapid succession.
