[His words slur, still affected by the sedatives in his system. He feels like he's floating in a world populated by pastel fog, painfully bright twinkling lights and words that write themselves across the backs of his eyelids and smell like lemons and sweet cream. It's peaceful enough as far as the weird things he experiences go, but its rather ruined by the sensation of his body feeling like soft lead wrapped in electric brambles.]
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[His words slur, still affected by the sedatives in his system. He feels like he's floating in a world populated by pastel fog, painfully bright twinkling lights and words that write themselves across the backs of his eyelids and smell like lemons and sweet cream. It's peaceful enough as far as the weird things he experiences go, but its rather ruined by the sensation of his body feeling like soft lead wrapped in electric brambles.]
What happened?