After a shower and breakfast it went away like normal, but the flashbacks didn’t. Those seemed to be there to stay, forever. He tried not letting it bother him and just continued about his day, enjoying it despite the dark visions he was seeing. Clawing and biting people, throwing their bodies into a mass grave… just decimating whoever he was sent after. His workouts didn’t seem to do anything to help get his mind off of things. Lifting large amounts of weight reminded his body of throwing enemies into the air, seeing the flashbacks happen as he did it and it forced him to quit his workout regimen. He had just started it anyway. He sighed and thought about what he might do throughout the day until his session. He sat down and watched some television for a while, hoping against hope that it would help his flashbacks, at least for a moment. He had only been awake for a few hours by that point and had had several flashbacks he couldn’t control.
