Valerie let out a low groan as she stirred into consciousness. Her head was throbbing and her stomach wasn't just doing somersaults, but performing an entire cirque du Soleil act. She tried to shift her hand, so that she could move her chair and rush to the bathroom in case she vomited, which was feeling very likely right about now, but her hand refused to move.
She tried a few times, each time barely getting an inch of movement as something clattered against the arm of her chair.
"Ah, Finally awake. Very good, then we may begin." She heard a voice say, not one that she recognised.
She peeled her eyes open, her mind still filled with grogginess from the drugs and her body in shambles for more than the usual reasons, as she finally saw the owner of the voice.
A man sat across from her, wearing a crisp black suit and who had short cropped hair that showed off the metallic implants peaking through the side of his head as well as screamed of a military service of some kind.
