~ ZEV ~
Zev dreamed that he'd been bitten by a snake and then the world had gone dark. Strange shapes and sounds twisted through his head, taunting him. At one point there was fire. It started in his shoulder, but moved to his chest and became rage.
There was a voice he recognized, but couldn't make out. Something patted his arm.
Then he was blinking and the dream and reality began to mingle.
Zev had woken—at least a little—unable to hear. But a few seconds later, he heard the beep of a machine, and that voice again. His eyes were thick and his tongue slack. His jaw didn't want to move. He blinked again. He was laying on a hard floor that pressed hard into his hip and shoulder. It took a long moment of staring at the forest of metal legs and computer hard drives in front of his face to remember where he was. To remember anything at all. But slowly it all came back.
