Stella tried to keep the darkness caused by the drugs to keep from taking over her. The last thing she remembers as she passes out is being lifted onto the stretcher. The next time she wakes for a second a blurred figure reaches to put a mask over her nose and mouth, then there is only blackness again.<br/><br/>The bed is hard underneath her. Her head feels like it's packed with cotton, her mouth filled with sand and someone had put lead weights on her eyelids. A groan comes from her as she stirs a little. Which leads to the discovery of something against her neck. The first time she tries to raise her arm to investigate she only gets it half way before it gets to heavy to continue lifting. She waits a few seconds before managing to lift it all the  way in order to touch the thin collar around her neck. The room is totally white around her when she move her head around. The light over head is protected by a metal cage and buzzes horribly. After a few more minutes she slowly sits up. Where the hell is she?<br/><br/>"Hllo?" Stupid cotton mouth. Feels like she's been singing to long for choir again. At first she stumbles a little bit as she gets off the bed. Clearly she needs to get out of here. Panic starts to set in when she can't find the door handle. Not that it will do much good but she pounds on the door anyway. "Lemme out! Please! Somebody...." Tears trail down from her face onto her grey jump suit.