Welcome, Doctor, to a whirlwind of confused emotions, drums, and oh yeah, more drums!

He was having to think around them, deafened by them, and sometimes through them. There were parts of him that wanted to accept the help his old friend was offering, but others that wanted nothing more than to be left alone, or to silence them in another way. His mind was not a pretty place at all, with the dark places growing and the rest being shadowed by the drums, an all-encompassing beat of war, the maddening, neverending sound that had been with him and driven him and had almost driven him past insane.