What's happening to me?

Spinners voice echoed, his mind breaking as memories slowly turned into mush. The sounds around him were mere static, ringing his ears horrendously.

Figures stood before him as they were surrounded by a white void. He remembers them vaguely, yet not their face. Just as he reached out, those figures turned to nothing.

The floor below him broke like glass, causing him to fall and hit the ground hard. In deep exasperated breaths, he notices a familiar scent, causing him to quickly lift his head up. It was you, but all he could remember from your face was your eyes.

You.

He whispered, reaching out in a desperate attempt for comfort. Only your warmth could cure him. But even you vanished from his grasp. Everything quickly turned dark, snapping him back to reality.

He gasped, sitting up quickly from the dirt floor. His messy pink hair stuck to his face, his breathing ragged and clothes were torn. He looked around, freezing from the sight of the trees and the ground was demolished. He transformed again.

He softly sighed, holding his head in his hand as clear memories came back.

"It happened again..." He whispered.