Waking
Everything was just awesome. After all night long driving without taking a break at all, he finally got lucky. He could close his eyes and rest a bit. Though he could tell that instead of lying comfortably on a pillow, his head hung awkwardly with his chin stuck on his chest. And his body wasn't stretched out on a soft mattress but seated straight with a hard surface supporting his back. The worst were his limbs. They didn't seem to answer to him anymore. Something was restraining them. Perhaps this wasn't what he called resting in any way, especially when a white-hot pain screamed behind his eyes when he tried to open them. Superb.