Pinned down

"Theo! Theo! Theo!"

Every time this girl cried out Theo's name, he felt as if some sort of force was knocking at a barrier spreading around his soul that he didn't even know about.

It was a weird feeling, as if this girl's voice alone was enough to string his whole consciousness along, forcing it on the strangely emotional path.

'This clearly isn't our first meeting,' gritting his teeth, Theo thought, not exactly sure how he was supposed to react.

'At the very least, she doesn't seem to be out for my blood,' he summarized his current situation before taking a breath as he chased aside all his thoughts, hard-resetting his mind to reboot it and thus start with the simple procedure of waking up.

First, his surroundings.