More frenzied footsteps and voices, some of which he understood as talking about needing nurses and gas for transport. Soon enough his door was opened and the room was full of people in white coats who grabbed him, held him down, and put a mask over his mouth and nose. He attempted to ask what was going on, but he conked out. 

It was several hours before he was returned, and a half hour before he stirred. "h-hell...oh...hello? it looks like my room...heh"