Three days later, his head's still hurting. He keeps trying to read but his vision swims a little bit. He's had a concussion once before, falling out of a tree as a kid, catching his temple against a knot of root. This si a similar sort of pain. There's an impressive bruise on the side of his face where he must have caught the tree trunk. The ( Read more... )

His head is killing him. He woke up in, like, a camp-bed or something, and he knows that Bratislava was a weird fucking place but he's pretty sure that he's not in Bratislava anymore. His head just keeps throbbing and he groans softly and cradles it in his hands ( Read more... )