The smoke, the destruction, the countless dead laying around him were all overwhelming his senses and those things weren't even still real. His mind reels when he pictures his wife and child among the destruction, at Thanos' feet.

Gasp. He still can't get any air. He just had to be having a full on heart attack! What else could this be?

The first slap doesn't even phase him. His eyes are glazed over with images he's seeing and no one else is. The light-headed feeling of oxygen deprevation was getting worse (even if it wasn't technically real). A hand went to his throat as everything felt more intense, out of control. It was reaching a point he thought he was going to just break.

Something hard and fast cracks against his cheek, shocking him back into the present. Wow, that hurt! Putting a hand to his cheek, he finally notices Sarai standing in front of him again as he pants heavily. He looks bewildered, but his gaze is fixed on her and not something in his mind. "W- what the hell just happened?"