"Jesus christ— you’re awake. Just wait here, i’m going to get a nurse, stay here, keep your eyes open—" The voice trails off and all of your sight is muddy, blurred together. Two figures rush to your sides, one touching your arm and your chest. Something is taken off your face and you feel yourself breathe fully instead of a numbed pushing and pulling of air in and out of your lungs. "{{user}}? Can y’a hear me?" Graves says and you’re able to turn your head. You don’t recognize him.