“Uf, arrrrrrrrh....” He yawned and stretched, and then blinked, into the bright light, everything still a blurr. He pushed his legs out as far at they’d go, and then a little further from his waist and arched his back, pushing his shoulders down, in a complete body stretch ending with another cavernous yawn and his arms stretching upwards, ultimately his fists opening, his fingers stretching themselves upwards.
Then he opened his eyes. This was strange, he couldn’t recognise a thing. He sat up in a strange room with a lot of shiny metallic things and bright green numbers blinking from the walls. A bright light had been burning into his eyes, but it’d become more mellow when he got up. He couldn’t make out what the equipment was exactly, but he knew what it would do, or more precisely what it had already done to him... and he didn’t like it. ‘Not this again,’ he said to himself... ‘urgh!’ He grunted to himself.
