Waking Up For The First Time [Locked to anotherbwayne]

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Clark awoke with a jerk, arms hitting the sides of...something. Blearily, he opened his eyes. Water? Glass. A tank? What in the world? How had he gotten here? He heard a voice, and felt something over his mouth. A mask? It was forcing oxygen into his lungs.

Alright, he really wants to know what's going on. Only there's no way he can rightly ask.

He was left alone for a moment, but then hands heaved him out of the tank and lay him on something hard and cold. There was a flurry of movement; pokes and prods and a sharp pain on his stomach. But then something warm covered him and something soft was put under his head. He was left in quiet and darkness.

Shivering, he slowly moves to sit up, a ringing in his head. He was never this cold. He'd always been warm, if not overly so. Just part of his design. He still had no idea what was going on, but one thing was running through his head. A question actually.

Where was Brenda?

So with that single question in mind, he managed to get himself outside and into the light of day.