Finn's body jerked as the sensation of falling from a great height forced his consciousness to return. Almost immediately, his mind was assaulted with the aching of his muscles and the slight tingling of every nerve in his sore body. His vision swam, wandering in the direction of the faint light coming from somewhere to his right.
Feeling the sharp, metallic taste coating his tongue, he regained enough awareness to recognize where he was. Gasping, he wondered why it was so difficult to breathe, and why the hell he was on the freezing floor?
It was only when he saw the yellow sports bag beside him that fragments of what happened came back to him along with a wave of soul-shuddering panic.
"Jake!" He yelled, staggering as he pushed himself up.
The bag was there, and so was the Exocore stored inside it. Finn frantically looked around for any sign of damage but found nothing at first glance. That's when he saw letters appear on the monochrome LCD screen.
[Finn? You there?]
