Snippet #2434089

Waking up kind of hurt.
Okay, waking up really hurt...
"God damn, they hit my head hard when they threw me in here, huh?"
As Matt opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was the chill in the cell. His recently acquired transformational abilities wouldn't help him at all here, then, he mused silently as he took an account of his surroundings. Walls seem to be made out of some sort of... Polymer, or something. That was prototype technology, though, even for Biomed majors... Why would they use it to hold people captive? He stood shakily, regaining feeling in his body. "Alright, first order of business, figure out why the hell these walls are made from polymer," he muttered, not quite trusting his voice yet. He sauntered over to the wall, running his fingers along it. "Okay, so this seems like it's a bit... Full. No way for me to slip through any cracks in it. That'll be a problem." He could feel the sedative they'd forcefully injected into his system forcing his movements into the sluggish territory. "There's another problem... Can't stretch, can't get out. Th' hell am I supposed to make friends now, huh?" At the silence, he rolled his eyes and raised his voice. "Can anyone hear me? C'mon, I know you're out there!" For the love of God, please, someone be out there...