Jemma… Jemma tried extraordinarily hard to focus on the woman in front of her. She really did. 
But the world kept shifting. Astral eyes prying open and slamming shut. The woman, Jade, was a beacon of light that was almost blinding. Around her flowed currents of the [i]concept[/i] of wind, to say nothing of the leakage of [PAIN] and [DISORIENTED] that radiated off of her in waves.

Jemma coughed once. Blinking in surprise at the ink that leapt from her lips and struck Jade across the cheek. Then once more as ink pulsed through the flesh of her face. 
Jemma continued to stare at the woman across from her, processing and yet not, her words. Ink whirled on her cheeks, spreading across her entire face before settling into a bright array of colors and contrasts. Red that centered around her eyes, with pinks and blues and purples settling over her cheeks, forehead, eyebrows, and lips. White and black settled into the background, with floral patterns giving rise to a rapidly formed ‘Sugar Skull’ on her face.

Her irises shifted, colors rapidly rolling through before settling on a startlingly normal chocolate brown. Her pupils contracted to pinpoints, before exploding outward into four-pointed stars.
She took a breath…
“[color=Yellow]Wh- A zombie? No. I’m… I’m not, I don’t think? … Where are we?[/color]” She questioned, glancing down at her blanket covered form. “[color=Pink]Why are… Why am I restrained? What’s going on? Am I allowed to leave? I want to leave.[/color]” 
She continued, voice shifting between pauses, as ink [i]pulsed[/i] at her throat and settled on… something familiar.

She tried to sit up again, yanking on the straps of nylon and steel buckles that kept her limbs still. “[color=Magenta]I want to leave. Let me leave. I want to leave! Let me go![/color]”
Her skin thrummed, eyes slowly going wild as observational machinery began beeping and chirping in alarming tones. Jemma yanked again, slowly beginning to wail as she thrashed in place.
“[color=Magenta][b]Let. Me. Go! I want to go! Let me go! Alex?! Alex! Alex help! I want [u]OUT![/u][/b][/color]”
Jemma yanked once more, shrieking indignantly. The strap on her chest strained, pulling against her skin before [i]snapping[/i] abruptly. Muscle mass that had formed in a bout of hysteria ached for a moment.
Then her forehead collided with Jade’s.
She paused, staring into Jade’s eyes for a brief moment. Just… staring!

And then her head sailed across the room with all the ceremony of a sneeze.