I woke up, not knowing what day or time it was. I had a slight headache pounding behind my left eye. My nose itches, too.

I feel like a helpless (yet adorable) puppy.

A doctor enters the room, the doorknob making a ting and whirls of gadgets. The doctor is an old Japanese man, with grey hair and a short height. He wears black pants, and the typical white coat over a blue shirt. He smiles, and sits in the chair I remember Nico sitting in earlier.

"Hello, Leo. How are you feeling?" he asks with an accent.

"Better." I say louder than I thought I could.

"That's good," he nods, and grabs some papers that were left on a stand nearby. "How is your heart?"

I take a second to focus on my essential organ. After a few moments I feel it pumping, just like it would.

"Fine." I reply.

The doctor nods, and I take note of his name tag: Doctor Ryu. "That's very pleasing." he says.

He sigh, and leans his elbow's on his knees, folding his hands. "You will be released in a few hours, you've done well during recovery and surgeries, all of what happened will be described in papers." he explains. I smile. That's always good, right?

"Unfortunately-" Uh-oh, unfortunately what? "-there was a couple complications, that have been permanently affected how you will live."

I feel like a horse was caught in my throat, I feel like I'm about to puke.

"What does that mean?" I ask.

He sighs, "For you, Leo, it means...."

MWAHAHA CLIFFHANGER!

Leo has been permanently affected and will NEVER LIVE THE SAME AGAIN. Let that sink in.