Toz woke up with a splitting headache. His vision was still blurry, and everywhere he looked swirled, but after a few moments with closed eyes, things settled down enough for him to gather his bearings. His head wasn't the only thing that was painful, his entire body was covered in bruises, and it felt like he had at least several broken bones and ribs.
Just looking around was painful, and Toz could forget about sitting or standing up. But finding out what kind of situation he was in and where he was held more importance to Toz than some trifling pain that would pass eventually.
However, what Toz found when he looked around made him wish he had stayed with his eyes shut for a few more minutes.
Although Toz only twisted his head a bit, it was enough to see everything he needed. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the platform of roots he was laying on, and that made up the base of the entire clump of trees he was on.
