Kaito grimaced as he started waking up to a dull pounding in his head, and soreness as he tried to sit up. ‘Tried’ being the word, because the next thing he became aware of was the fact his arms were bound, and small pulling told him the same for his wrists and legs. It took longer than he would have liked to open his eyes and get them focused, though not much to be seen, really. The room was empty, save for a vacant chair.

…Didn’t know whether he should be worried, or relieved he wasn’t tied to a pole with a machine hooked up to his head. …Or, you know, any person that looked like they were going to hurt him, even if whoever did this clearly didn’t have the best intentions. Hard not to think of the first time he’d been knocked out on the street  with this sort of situation, though… Nope. No, probably shouldn’t think too hard on that. Focus on this time. Don’t panic either.

Of course there was a door. Locked, more than likely, and no windows, but might as well check it…

…Once he felt like he could move without a wave of nausea passing over him. That didn’t feel good in the slightest. Yeah… should wait a bit before getting up and trying anything. Ugh…