Damien's head felt both consumed with pain, and strangely tranquil. Like he just wake up from a deep slumber, which was slowly devouring him.
With a deep sigh, he opened his freezing blue eyes. He stared up at the empty sky with confusion. Wasn't he at the bottom level of the facility a moment ago?
His head still wasn't right. Most of his senses weren't working properly, only his eyes and ears sent useful information to his brain.
From the right, he heard gentle, silent, joyful sobs, while from his left a clear sigh of relief reached his ear.
With a groan of pain, he managed to move his head and glance to his right. Before he even recognized the woman, through the blur in his vision, Damien's hand was already reaching for her.
She gently took his hand and lifted it to her face. A wide smile lighted Agnes's face as tears ran rampant down her cheek.
"Why are you crying?" He whispered, with his deep raspy voice.
