[ He woke up with a sharp intake of breath, almost jolting out of his skin as he sat up, mild reeling.
Well, reeling was a word for it. He felt - incredibly sluggish, in a strange way, like each thought wouldn't quite fit neatly into his head. He shook it, roughly, before trying to take in his surroundings, and--
And he felt his stomach lurch in something quite close to fear. No, no, no, no, this wasn't right, nothing was right, not even the gravity--
The communicator kept repeating that phrase on repeat and he scrambled to turn it off, lights flickering around his head in odd, fizzling ways as his brain tried to make up for the fact that he suddenly couldn't think quite as fast. But he didn't need to think fast for the first word to leave his mouth: ]
Wildcard
Well, reeling was a word for it. He felt - incredibly sluggish, in a strange way, like each thought wouldn't quite fit neatly into his head. He shook it, roughly, before trying to take in his surroundings, and--
And he felt his stomach lurch in something quite close to fear. No, no, no, no, this wasn't right, nothing was right, not even the gravity--
The communicator kept repeating that phrase on repeat and he scrambled to turn it off, lights flickering around his head in odd, fizzling ways as his brain tried to make up for the fact that he suddenly couldn't think quite as fast. But he didn't need to think fast for the first word to leave his mouth: ]
Jack??