A grunt of pain escaped Xenon as his eyes slowly fluttered open. He squinted slightly, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the strange, dim red lighting and when it did, Xenon found himself staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling.
He was in a room with entirely stone walls, bare stone walls that bore no familiarity to him and lining the walls were red glowing gems that provided the unsettling lighting of the room.
Xenon was laid on a particularly stiff and uncomfortable bed, he could tell it was a bed since there was an unnecessarily heavy blanket over him, all the way up to his chin.
Xenon furrowed his brows slightly and made an attempt to sit up, but a sharp pain quickly resonated across his back, originating from his spine.
Xenon groaned lowly, examining himself mentally and the extent of his injuries.
"I must have crashed...badly." Xenon murmured, realising his entire spine and legs felt like they had been snapped in many different, odd angles.
