Evan's eyes opened to a cloudless, starless, darkened sky above.
His body felt as heavy as lead, and pain signals rushed to his brain from different parts of his limbs.
Tilting his head slightly to the side, he realised he was hanging from a tree. One of his legs was caught on a thick branch above, while the other dangled below, tangled in vines and smaller branches.
"…hahhh…"
He sighed, not because he was stuck in a tree. That was the least of his concerns.
The real issue was that he couldn't feel his left forearm.
That usually meant one of three things. Either the arm was paralysed, the nerves were completely severed due to a break, or it had been sliced off entirely.
Shifting his gaze to his left side, Evan found his answer.
'Scenario 2, huh?"
His left elbow joint was bent in the opposite direction.
Sighing once more, Evan forced his right hand up, ignoring the shard of metal piercing his lower arm and stuck it into his inventory.
