The sound of his own heartbeat was all he heard as he opened his eyes slowly, only to find herself in a long, glass tube of some sort. He couldn't see beyond the tube, which was filled with a thick, clear fluid. Oddly enough, there were no tubes to supply him with oxygen, but even in the fluid, he was able to breath normally. From what he could tell, she was floating; unable to determine the top of bottom of the tube he was trapped in. There were other wires connected to his arms, chest, back & head, each of them throbbing with pain.
Despite his efforts, he couldn't recall the events leading up to him being locked away in a tube filled with what, to him, felt like watery Jello. For that moment, he couldn't remember much of anything.
'I've got to get out of here,' he thought to himself as he swung a right hand at the tube, hoping it would shatter.
Nothing
He tried again, this time with a left hand, but with the same results. Realizing that breaking the tube wasn't an option, he began to formulate another means of escape. He attempted to float to the top, hoping there was an exit of some sort, but with without success. Next, he tried to find the bottom of the tube, but no luck there either.
Just then, the sound muffled voices in the background overshadowed the sound of his heart beating, and the fluid began to drain from the tube. Soon it was empty, and he was able to see through the tube. There was a group of men wearing white lab coats surrounding the tube, talking amongst themselves as they watched him. One of them walked over to what appeared to be a control panel, and seconds later, the tube began to rise. He collapsed to the floor, and one of the men wrapped a towel around him, helping him over to a nearby bed.
It appeared to be an operating table of some sort, with a huge, bright light that shined down on him. He closed his eyes to shield them, but after a few seconds, the light began to dim.
"Where….." he said, but was quickly cut short.
"You need to conserve your strength. There will be plenty of time to answer all your questions," a voice said.
He managed to open his eyes, glancing around the room in an attempt to figure out exactly where he was. From the looks of it, it was a lab, but it was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. There were four men standing over him, three of which were dressed in lab coats, but the fourth man wore what appeared to be a uniform of some sort. The thought crossed his mind that it was a military uniform, but it didn't seem familiar to him. Whoever it was, they wore a pair of deep tinted sunglasses and had a cold, distained look on their face.
There was something about the man, something he recognized, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. "Let me go," he managed to mumble, trying to sit up on the bed, but found that he was unable.
"Relax Tommy, everything he going to be all right," the man said, taking off his glasses. One of the others injected a needle in his arm, sending a shooting pain through his entire body.
Tommy got a good look at him, and quickly realized who it was. "Wes?" he sighed.