<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83452.msg3949481#msg3949481">Quote from: TheHangedMan on 29-11-2010, 05:36:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He's not sure what happened. Some roiling mass of shadows seemed to engulf him, and then...and then... their was nothingness. He's not sure how long he's knocked out, but eventually he came to. He felt sore as hell, and longed for a nice long, relaxing bath to warm him up and soak away some of the pain, but he knew he wouldn't get it, sadly.<br/><br/>He groans and murmurs inaudible curses as he slowly gets back up to his feet, and searches around him momentarily, just reassessing his surroundings and any objects around him that might be of interest. <br/><br/>It is not immediate, but after many moments, he does become aware of someone calling out. He frowns, hesitant, wary, in part due to his recent inexplicable brush with...oh, hell if he knew what. Not to mention the weird girl before. But despite his wariness, he finds himself calling back out.<br/><br/>"Hello! Who's out there?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Zachery skids to a stop by the downed individual, glad the man was still alive.  "Name's Zachery.  I'm a med student, hold still as best you can so I can see how bad the damage is.  What the hell happened anyway?"  He asked, hoping he'd be able to answer him as he gives him a quick cursory examination.