Odd woke up dizzy, disorientated, his brain felt like liquid fire trying to escape through his ears. The sensation was unpleasant to say the least. Though the feeling of confinement was slowly making its way to the forefront of his concerns as Odd began to realize his surroundings bit by bit. Unfamiliar faces, a pod he did not remember entering, and the feeling of being trapped. Bound. Caged.
Breathing heavily as the panic set in he thrashed in his seat trying to escape the demons of his own mind, eventually hitting the release to the belt that had strapped him to the chair. Without bothering to talk to the others he struck a B-line to the nearest exit but caught himself before opening the latch in his initial panic.

Common sense kicked in a moment later to stop himself. 

To the others he called out simply,

[color=ed145b]"Where are we?"
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The who and whats could come later. Establish surroundings, get a destination, the rest could be dealt with as it happened.

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