[He remembers clearly two pricks in the side of his neck, the rest is a blur. Voices, swirling movement around him and muffled voices, bright lights right in his face- when he tried to think about it more clearly it made his head spin and his stomach lurch, so after the first two or three times he stopped to just lie there, and eventually just drifted off into unconsciousness. How long he was unconscious, he wasn't sure.]
[But when he woke up again, the shuffling and voices and the lights are gone, it was only the spinning now, and the faint nausea, and... something, in the back of his mind. It sounded a bit like a voice. At first he didn't realize it was in his head, and tried to listen to it, but it was only a brief--]
[--ill them, kill--]
[He thought he caught it for a moment, like a whisp of smoke, but as soon as he tried to listen to it his stomach lurches and he shoots upward in his rickety recovery cot, grasping onto the side of the stretcher and leaning over the side of it.]
Hurk--
[Yeah, have fun with that, whoever is in the bed next to him. He's not aiming very well while his head is still spinning.]
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[But when he woke up again, the shuffling and voices and the lights are gone, it was only the spinning now, and the faint nausea, and... something, in the back of his mind. It sounded a bit like a voice. At first he didn't realize it was in his head, and tried to listen to it, but it was only a brief--]
[--ill them, kill--]
[He thought he caught it for a moment, like a whisp of smoke, but as soon as he tried to listen to it his stomach lurches and he shoots upward in his rickety recovery cot, grasping onto the side of the stretcher and leaning over the side of it.]
Hurk--
[Yeah, have fun with that, whoever is in the bed next to him. He's not aiming very well while his head is still spinning.]