"Uuuughhh" I groaned. My head hurt like crazy. I sat up and rubbed my shoulder, the wound was gone but the bullet hole and bloodstains were still there in my shirt and my jacket. Oh man I loved this jacket and now look at it, it's a mess! Where the hell am I anyway? I stood up and took a deep breath. I knew I looked dishevelled, covered in blood and grime, but I didn't care. My eyes flashed with rage. Whoever I meet is going to have a lot of questions to answer.
Running my hand through my dark hair I took a step forward, and slammed into glass. "OUCH DAMMIT!" I rubbed my head. What is this place? I hope the guys were ok? What a time to lose my mind, right when the members of SCIT needed me. What was happening to me?
I looked around to see more white open space. White space? Oh man don't tell me I'm dead? I wanted to go back and make sure Dani was ok, SCIT, the fight, and Dani, and... in the distance I saw three figures huddled together.
Drawing my gun I advanced. "They better be able to tell me what the hell is going on!"