[When Alex first starts to wake up, he feels like he's made out of heavy stifling clay. He feels like he never wants to move again. It's that suspended place where you don't know where you were or are, only that the world is getting sharper.

As feeling warms his limbs, he realises that it's not just that his arms are heavy - they're actually tied down. He's tied to a chair. He was attacked. Jay called him to warn him. Oh shit, oh shit--

He shifts, trying to say something but mumbling unintelligably, trying to shake some life into his head, looking up but not yet quite registering what's in front of him.]