When Harry watched himself mortally wound Tom, the visions stopped. Slowly, he felt himself get warmer as feeling came back first to the tips of his fingers and toes, then crawl upwards through his arms, legs and torso. As this happened, Harry could see what he thought was either sunlight or a bright lamp filter through his eyelids. And then he could faintly hear voices. Someone sounded urgent, and after hearing some thudding that Harry surmised were heavy footsteps, more voices joined in. It sounded too muffled for him to make out what was being said or who was speaking, but for some reason the voices sparked a feeling of familiarity within him.