"It's warm..." He thinks tugging his lips into a loose smile. He slowly, gradually, becomes aware of his body. It's weightlessness throws him off guard so it takes longer then usual to get his bearings. His eyelids are painted a soft orange; he figures he must have fallen asleep at his desk and that the sun is shining happily on his face...but his body's not sitting or cramping like it would be if he had fallen asleep in his chair. As a matter of fact, he can't feel any points of pressure that would indicate gravity was in effect at all...
Curious, but not worried, he opens his eyes to see nothing but a light shining on him in the darkness. He can tell his thought process has been altered, later he would shrug it off as lingering symptoms... The light is warm and inviting, heating him down to his every cell. The dark is no longer scary, for one could not exist without the other. Darkness is only to be feared as equally as the light is to be feared. A soft whisper of wind caresses his ear and although he knows it didn't, he can almost hear it speaking to him. He wonders briefly where he is and what he's doing here, but he can hardly find the energy. He closes his eyes, wishing to fall asleep in the light and warmth. He feels exhausted although nothing hurts or aches, it's a sensation he would remember for years to come.
A sudden pressure on his chest brings him to full awareness. Fuck he hurts! His foot, his head, his ankles, his wrists, the inside of his elbows, his back, his neck, his shoulders, his skin feels rubbed raw in some places, he's dehydrated, starving and there's this god-awful stench in his nose. He coughs, and groans gasping in air like a fish out of water. Fish, fish guts, that's the stench. He shivers, it's freezing, and his memories come back to him making his head spin. He's Doctor Spencer William Reid, a genius, a loser, a nerd, a government spy, a horrible son, only good for his brains, easily kidnapped drugged and tortured, can't even hold a gun properly, a worthless human being who was just killed and brought back to life. Damn his life sucks. His eyes open a crack and this new different darkness is terrifying. Tobias is arguing with himself somewhere above him. He can feel his eyes roll to the camera. The red light is still blinking.