The next thing he knew, he woke up and he was being strapped to something. He opened his eyes, his gaze confused and dazed.
He's in another room where he feels so groggy and he feels so heavy, like he couldn't lift his neck.
It took almost every effort just to open his eyes, and he heard a deep voice next to his ears.
"Glad to see you're awake. I was worried that I put too much tranquilizer in you."
Sebastian slowly twisted his neck and saw Dr. Jones was sitting in a chair, looking at him with a smile.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes and asked, "W—Where am I?"
Dr. Jones had a clipboard in his lap and a pen in his hand, looking like a professional doctor.
Then he bowed his head, ignoring him, and wrote something down on the paper.
Click. Click. Click.
The paper made a soft movement as the pen moved to write something.
Sebastian waited for the man to speak, which took five minutes.
