I wake up to find myself intensely dizzy. Where am I? There is something wrapped around my hand, possibly another person's hand? I squeeze it. Who is this? What's going on? The ringing in my ears is louder than ever. Boy, that's annoying. Someone should turn it off. For some reason, the thought crosses my mind that I'm an assassin. I don't know who I'm supposed to kill, though.
"Ugh, where am I?" I moan, opening my eyes slightly. Blurriness is basically all I can see.
The face of an angel hovers over me - if I'm dead I am going to be really ticked off. "You're in the infirmary, Stanley," says the angel, drying tears from her face. "And I'm here with you."
"Stanley, well ain't that grandly!" I croak, then start laughing uncontrollably. "Stanley rhymes with grandly! Get it?"
Bemused, the angel looks over at a woman sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. She isn't half bad-looking either. Two beautiful ladies? I don't know how I got here, but I'm liking it. I turn my head and see a third girl sitting up in - oh, that's actually a boy. Well, he can just go to sleep or something because he can't have either of these.
"He got a concussion when he hit his head on the tile," Other Woman says to the
Angel. "We've treated him already, and he should be right as rain in another hour or two. However, he is going to experience some delirium from the medications."
"You can just call me Foxy, my dears." I push myself up into a sitting position: the whole room tilts.
"Lie back down, Stanley." Other Woman pushes me back down. How rude.
"I'm breaking up with you," I snap. I can hear the boy laughing behind me.
"If you were a girl, I'd break up with you too." I roll over to glare at him. Just that effort makes my head swim. why are there two boys now? The ringing noise is back; someone must be holding an alarm at my ear. Wanting some peace, I throw my arm backward. Angel squeaks in surprise as it collides with her face.
"Who are you all, anyways?" I grunt, reaching up to rub my eyes. I draw my hand back - that hurts!
"You don't remember me?" Angel looks horrified.
"Amnesia is a common side effect of a concussion," Other Woman explains. "It will wear off soon."
"Amnesias aren't clothes," I snort. How could Other Woman even think that? Angel giggles. The ringing gets even louder than before.
"The less stimulation he recieves, the faster the concussion will wear off and the sooner he can get back to training." Other Woman guides Angel out of the room, shutting the lights off as the go. I frown. Why are all the babes leaving me?
I slump back against the pillows, scowling. Now I'm all alone, save for the boy sleeping in the corner.
It comes back to me gradually. The others' names come first. Ree is the one in the corner; Arcadia was the angel, and now she probably thinks I'm a nutcase; Other Woman was a nurse. What happened takes a lot longer to return to me. I begin to remember the Dharius beating Ree, the fight, me stabbing someone. Did I really stab Dharius? Then I remember that Dharius can heal himself and the guilt dissipates to be replaced with rage. Next time - and there surely is going to be a next time - I won't get distracted. Next time, I won't fall and bonk my stupid head. If Dharius messes with my teammates again, he's really going to get it.
The dizziness and the tinnitus fade. My vision clears, the double-vision ceasing. It's time for me to get out of here. Fingers still feeling thick, I fumble with the button to call the nurse in. Finally I manage to press it and she comes in almost instantly.
Fifteen minutes later I am back in the room, still rather woozy. My teammates all look up, or at least the girls do.
"How do you feel?" Vega calls.
I grunt. "Marvelous. Just marvelous." The floor dips dangerously under my feet and I have to close my eyes for a minute. Bleh. I open them again, searching for Nellie. There she is, propped up against the wall. I trudge over to her, weaving like a drunk, and haul her over my shoulder. My thoughts dart to Dharius, willing to attack Ree even though he was already injured. Better safe than sorry.
Spoiler
What if instead Leo climbs up and cuts the rope, causing something to happen to open the cabinet? That would be more realistic
