The unconscious warrior remained limp when he was lifted from the snowy patio. He made no sound as he was carried inside and deposited on the bed. It wasn't until the towels were placed over his body that he began to respond.<br/><br/>He simply stirred at first, making weak sounds through his throat. As the seconds ticked, however, the sounds became moans. Within a minute after the cloths were placed, his eyes finally fluttered open and he began to thrash. His moans became screams and he scrambled at the cloths, trying to pull them off. His eyes were wide, yet somehow unseeing and glazed. His expression was full of pain as he weakly tried to get the cloths off.