Who: Alex (open)
When: Shortly after the fog rolls in
Where: The clinic
Summary: IDK? SOMEONE JOIN. Woobie's just waking up from his ordeal. uh. Just watch where you step when you first walk in, ok. He made a mess.
Rating: TBD
Alex jolted awake so quickly that it was dizzying. Things around him didn't make sense when he opened his eyes to look at them, and there was no rhyme nor reason to the way things appeared in the room. When he looked to the left, it as though he was looking right. The walls were spinning, and there was this putrid stench in the air that made his throat swell.
He closed his eyes again, trying to get a better grasp on his surroundings. Now that he thought about it, he had absolutely no idea where the hell he was or how he got there, and the lack of direction he felt made it even worse. When he opened his eyes again, the dizziness and feelings of vertigo washed over him again ten-fold. Everything was a blur. His face grew hot, his limbs grew cold, and before he even realized that his body was moving, suddenly he was hanging halfway off the bed he hadn't even known he was lying on and vomiting onto the floor.
He decidedly stayed in that position after, just in case something else decided to come up. Fortunately, though, the room had stopped spinning.