Nicholas was struck with a sense of great discomfort when the lights flickered off but he did not scream. He was not really known for being calm in tough situations but he felt so numb from whatever that nurse put in his IV that screaming didnâ€™t even cross his mind. The only thing registering was that he was uncomfortable, and that he wanted to get out of here, but other than that he was very nonresponsive. A few nurses passed by where he was, each checking him, conversing, some eying him strangely, and he had no clue what they were doing or why they seems so nonchalant about what was going on around them. He wanted to call out to them but he couldnâ€™t find his voice. They probably wouldnâ€™t listen to him anyway, it was better that he didnâ€™t waste what little energy he seemed to have at the moment and focused on waking up.<br/><br/>Another nurse came to check on him and he heard another voice in another area of the room, the nurse muttered a few words under her breath before disappearing again, shortly after the lights came back on. She seemed to be moving quickly. Moments after she had left him he didnâ€™t hear the familiar sound of a door shutting. It was a good thing, too, because that sound was starting to make him cringe every time he heard it. To some it might mean that they had a chance of getting out of here but to Nick it meant that he was stuck here in this infernal place. He envied the nurses and doctors of this place, they had the freedom to move around, they could get out of here but not him. It must be nice to be able to move around. Bound to this bed he had no choice but to look at the bright light looming above him.<br/><br/>Once he was able to move the first thing he would do is find that nurse, put her on this bed, and stick an IV in her arm. How would they like it if their freedom was taken? If they were here having some unknown chemicalâ€¦ whateverâ€¦ being injected into their veins.<br/><br/>Nicholas was taken away from his malicious thoughts when he heard someone else enter the room. He was awake enough to register that the voice was feminine and that the woman didnâ€™t seem to be a nurse. A part of him was able to relax but he, for the life of him, couldnâ€™t really figure out why. There was just something about that voice that calmed him, almost soothed him. Hearing the voice made him feel more awake as well. He wanted to respond but for whatever reason his own voice seemed to be eluding him. There had to be some other way to reach the woman, there just had to be a way. But how? He felt stiff, finding that he was unable to lift his arms, and his head hurt pretty bad so he couldnâ€™t get her attention by sitting up or trying to wave at her.<br/><br/>He wasnâ€™t even sure where she was, that being said. But if there was a will there was a way and he was determined to reach out to her. Something compelled him to reach out, and with that in mind he managed to sit up and looked around, a sharp pain was felt in his entire body as soon as he did so. He put a hand on his head and groaned. Nick contemplated pulling out the IV and attempting to stand but he decided against it. This had to be taken one step at a time.