You gasp and claw at the bandages on your body, feeling the burning liquid seeping in through the gaps in the fabric. The pain is excruciating as the liquid eats away at your skin, and you fumble in a desperate attempt to escape it. Shouts echo in your ears, a boy's voice somehow feels familiar to you.

A figure appears in front of you and pulls you out of the liquid. Damian puts a hand on your back to comfort your heaving body. “You're fine," he says. "Come on," he urges, not helping you up.