The pain was not just physical; it seeped into his mind, distorting every thought, every perception. The room around him seemed to blur, growing distant as he was drawn into the relentless ache of that crimson spot. Each breath was labored, a reminder of a profound, unseen wound that refused to heal. In this darkened space, where time and reality seemed to fold in on themselves, the pain became both his tormentor and his guide.