Blake breathed heavily, he made a fist and squeezed tightly, his hand felt numb, his whole body felt numb. He felt weak, like he couldn't even pick up a single piece of paper. So sitting up wasn't an option.
What...What happened...where the f#ck am I? he thought to himself, as he struggled to take a deep breath. His eyes slowly opened as all he could see was a bright white light as his eyes began adjusting to the light. As he began fully waking up, he could feel a sharp pain in his stomach. Am I dead? he thought to himself again.
No I'm not dead, or I'd be either standing on clouds...or a lake of fire.
His eyes fully opened as he weakly moved his head to look around, getting a better look of where he was, but it was still bright to him. Medbay? What happened? Oh wait... memories came flooding into his mind of the last thing before everything suddenly went dark for him.
"B*tch." He weakly and softly said as breathing became easier for him, he laid their waiting for whatever strength to come back and call out to someone, but for now it was just soft whispers and thinking to keep him company in the room, accompanied by the sound of the beeps the machines made that were hooked up to him.