Eyes opened as I glared around, taking in everything in about five seconds. The second thing I noticed, when I reached up to rub sleep from my eyes, was that I couldn’t. The thrid thing I ntoiced was Amy, lying on a table across from me, sleeping, her limbs strapped down with some metal. The last thing I noticed was that I was freezing, as if I were surounded by a cold metal that had yet to warm to body tempature.

I tried to look down but found my neck held still. My eyes flickered to Amy and found that her neck was strapped down, as was her arms, torso, legs and ankles. So it stood to reason that I was in the same getup. What the hell had happened? The last thing I remember was the Doc holding us for some injections that made me all sleepy… And I guess I had fallen asleep, and now was here.

But why? I didn’t understand. I was back to square one, strapped down and clueless. and Amy was still asleep, so I had no one to get anwsers from. Perhaps I’d ask when someone came in, or when Amy woke up.