[The first time Conan wakes up, it is to a very familiar pain. Like his very bones were melting and reforming. He bites back a scream and falls unconscious again after only a few seconds..
The second time Conan wakes up he pushes himself up into a seated position and gropes for his glasses. Instead he accidentally knocks his communicator onto the floor as he reaches much too far, overbalancing and falling out of bed with a loud crash. After a stunned moment he sits back up and stares at himself in shock. He was in his real body.]
How? The last thing I remember...
[He cuts himself off, both in surprise at his own voice and at the memory. He shouldn't have survived that. He'd been able to calculate exactly what his captors' intentions had been, and there was no way he could have escaped from it without injury.
Shinichi stands up, hastily wrapping the sheet around himself, and strives to form a plan. First, he needed information. He needed to know where he was and what had happened. And he needed to get in contact with Hattori and Ran. Were they okay?
...Also, he needed clothes. Whatever this location was, the thin sheet he'd located was not nearly enough to ward off the chill.
So, information first. He reaches for the communicator and begins to compose a text message using the highest security he could think of. After a moment of thought he encodes it for the added security.]
[Locked 60% to Hattori]
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[/Locked]
[Message sent, he stands up and wraps the sheet tightly around himself before making his way to the door.]
Hello? Is anyone here?
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