You're screwed
Opening his eyes, the entirety of Brandon's body felt groggy. It wasn't hurting, he had only received a few scratches from the onslaught of bullets from before, but even then, it was hard to tell why his wounds weren't hurting in the first place.
The initial adrenaline rush should have been over by now, yet he could hardly feel and control his body. He just felt incredibly weak.
'Is it some type of drug, sedative maybe? That would make sense why my mind isn't complete there, and it was the same with that woman from before. What did that kid say her name was…Kelly?'
Just when he was thinking about this, he heard a few groans from his left, and it looked like there was someone with him, and it was none other than Kelly herself. She seemed to be more awake than him, judging by her eyes.