Grey hears a voice from within as he struggles to stay conscious.

"Fight it. You need to know."

The pain is horrible, and from what he can feel, he broke his right leg. He can't feel any sensation from his left wrist; that can't be good, either. The rest of his body is a huge, confusing mass of nerves and pain.

He still can't manage to open his eyes. No strength left. He decides to simply stop moving altogether and focus his thoughts on listening. He may not be physically strong, but his will can overcome this. He can't give in!

He can hear some voices, but he can't make out the words.

"..aku...ry...ere..."

"Hu...use...d...now...cus"

"..orking? ... tience."

"I've....and close... wounds."

"No, focus the ... here."

"Much better. He was lucky that he wasn't killed on impact"

"He'll be alright? That hit looked pretty bad."

"That was a pretty stupid thing to do."

After what felt like eternity, Grey noticed that he could feel his limbs completely again. The pain seems to be subsiding. He struggles to open his eyes.

He seems to be lying on his back. To his left, he can see Patchouli holding a small book on one hand while holding the other over his arm. Koakuma is beside her, kneeling and holding a tray of sorts. The pain forces his eyes closed again.

"His eyes just opened for a second! Is he alright?"

"Looks like an unconscious reflex. It would be too strange for him to stay conscious."

"Just focus on the task at hand."

The pain seems to be a numbing irritation now. He can feel the cold floor on his back. He struggles to open his eyes once more.

To his right, Sakuya seems to be standing with her arms folded. She looks like she is in deep thought. Behind her, he can see two fairy maids standing at attention. Are they carrying spears? Exhaustion forces his eyes closed. So tired now.

"His eyes opened again, did you see that?"

"He seems tougher than he looks. Maybe I can ask him a few questions, after all."

"..."

The pain is gone. But his body feels so tired. Drained.

He can't fall unconscious now. He needs to know what happened. He needs to know if anyone is hurt. He needs to know what that thing is. He needs to know how it got inside. He needs answers.

He opens his eyes once more. This time, he manages to sit himself up as well. Those around him are startled at this, and are speechless.

"So... what did I miss?," Grey says, smiling weakly.