The first thing Logan noticed as his eyes started to open, was the fact that nothing hurt. The bite, the bruises that should have been there from the struggle... There was no pain.

He could hear the TV, and god was it loud... too loud, but after a moment the noise seemed to adjust and level out. Blinking his eyes open, he really hoped this wasn't hell. It would be such a let down if it was.

Everything seemed sharper, clearer, but when he gasped for a breath, it did nothing for him. That's when he noticed him.

Scrambling to his feet, Logan could feel himself panic again. Except this time his pulse wasn't pounding. It wasn't doing anything.