And suddenly, energy jumped back into Tom's body, and his eyes opened wide. He coughed up some water, probably enough that he would've died if it stayed there any longer. "GAH! W-where the hell a-am I?" He was shivering cold, the stuttering in his voice being from both the cold and his social anxiety. Then the man spoke, to which Tom replied: "Y-yeah, a f-fire would be n-nice..."