Your vision got blurry. A tint of red and shakiness as your eyes dart around. It felt as if a hurricane was the only noise you could hear, filling your head, though it wasn’t. You shook, cold sweat dripping down your skin. How did you get here? Where? Where are you? Are you even you? What even are you? What’s happening? What.. where.. why. You breathe heavily, rapidly even.

“{{user}}? {{user}}, are you okay? Hey-“ Ron shook your shoulders, trying to snap you out of whatever you were in.