It was dark, because something was laying over his eyes. When he tried to move, he felt the straps on his arms and legs that had him pinned to a slab. Where his hands and feet touched it, he detected the cold of a thinly padded table.
WHAT THE HELL! For years he used to get pains in his non-existent legs, but never anything like this. It felt so real and he could feel the pull of the straps on his ankles. Because he was groggy, he knew he had been sedated with some sort of pharmaceutical; so maybe that explained the false sense of having legs. Mike just wanted to know what was going on and who had done this to him.
A low mechanical monotone voice spoke to him. “Relax Sergeant. You’re doing fine. The med unit needs to sedate you again. When you awaken, you will be shown a video that should put your mind at ease.”
“Where the hell…” His thoughts quickly disappeared, as he faded out of consciousness.