*storm's POV*

I laid on the ground, my eyes closed tightly against the pain throbbing in my head. The world around me seemed distant and muffled, but amidst the haze, I could hear voices. They were faint at first, but gradually grew clearer. I strained to make out the words, hoping they would provide some clarity to my disoriented state.

As I opened my eyes, everything appeared blurry at first. Shapes and colors merged together in a jumble, and I squinted to bring the scene into focus. Gradually, the figure of a child and his mother emerged from the haze, their concerned expressions etched upon their faces.

"Hello, can you...