Kryner began to look around, "Wait what happened? My arm is a snake." He said as he poked his forearm that was in the cast. "There is a snake on my arm." Kryner spoke certain that was the explanation to his arm being unable to move. "Who bolted the door help the shotgun I need removed." He blurbed out the words so fast as he tried to roll and then realized in the lantern light his arm was in a bandage. "Oh... that's not a snake." He said taking a breath of relief. Matt had a theory and said,<br/>"I don't think his brain is turned on yet."<br/>"I heard that and yes it is on because I can see my arm." He pointed to his casted arm as he laid there flat on his back on the floor as he tried to move his legs but he more or less just rotated himself around and then he remembered something, "Oh I'm on the floor." He said before starting to stand himself upright and held his head. "I told you I was fine." He coughed and looked to the couch, "I didn't realize Michael had such pretty eyes before he just stared at me for like a day." Kryner slowly walked over to the couch and then said, "Del? Del where is that pistol I need to-" When he started talking weapons she knew that was the last thing he needed.