The only thing I remember was drifting down towards the ground, or rather, sea.
Then nothing. Oh, but forget the part where a Huit soldier walked by my washed up miserable body on the shore and performed CPR on me (his lips were nice). Actually, no, scratch that, I think the motherforgeter was gay and just kissed me on the lips thinking I was dead. Sick forgeter didn't know I was just out cold. But again, his lips were warm for a split second~.
He noticed and looked scared, so he cursed and brought me to the "line". By an act of God himself I was put next to Steele. I look at him scared, because honestly, I am loving scared. With my hands behind my head, I have no bloody idea what is going to happen to us, so I go ahead and ask Steele.