You open your eyes to see someone standing over you with a worried expression. You didn’t even know where you were.”Hey.” He waves his hand in front of your face. Your vision was blurry still. “Hey?” He did it again. Your vision was clear again. “Are you alright?” He asked in a soft but firm voice. “Uhm— Uh- Come on. I’ll get you a drink.” He mumbled. “You’ll be okay.” He said reassuringly. He was dressed in some sort of uniform.