Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20141128025103

Carol was knocked out, seemingly lifeless. His golden hair sprawled out beneath his head as he laid on a bed. Slowly he regained consciousness, first opening his eyes. The room around him looked to be white...however, his eyes felt blurry as they widened.

''Wait...huh...? I'm in a room....?''

Feeling the response and weight of his body, Carol leaned upward. His vision was clearer now, and with his vision no longer blurry, it looked to be an infirmary. He looked to be hooked upto several holographic monitors, perhaps ones reading his vital rates. There were also beds and chairs, however, his was sectioned off by a curtain.

"Where am I? ...is this Beacon? Ack..", he managed to get out, his body still stiff and wounded. Even with Beacon's top-notch healing technology, his wounds and general injuries have not healed by now. He hunched over, pained and sore. 