As Nathan laid on the floor he noticed three things. One, there were thre-two people surrounding him. Two, there was too many sedatives in his system. And three, he still was thinking about that dog. With a giggle, Nathan said "Where the 'splosion come from? Made me go "Arrgh!" as Nathan continued to giggle his veins dimmed and the temperature went down to normal, but the flaming vomit was still a problem.

Looking at the two guys surrounding him, he found he recognized one of them. The one on his left was the funky hair guy and the guy next to him was someone he didn't remember seeing before. As Nathan silently judged them, he tried to stand but his limbs were too weak to do much from the recent surgery plus the untold cocktail of sedatives flowing in his veins. 

Looking up to them, Nathan said " I need your help, I didn't get to pet the dog." and concluded with a giggle.