Progression

Within a few moments, Timothy's eyes opened up, and he began witnessing a few portions of his surroundings.

A few seconds later, he noticed that his friends were slumbering on numerous spots in this hole; which gave a great hint that night-time has enveloped the horizon.

It seemed a bit rude to wake them up, so he decided to consult with the system instead. Although the developing headache was burdening enough, he still had another worry to consider.

And that was what the topic swiftly became, "How long have I been asleep?"

[A bit over a day, so to say. Such a slumber is a bit overdone for a stingray, but at least you didn't suffer a coma this time]

As the young man was pondering over that information, the fine lady in his head steered the topic towards a sub-direction.

She questioned, [Did you consult with Azelaq?]

"You mean... talk?" He questioned, because he felt quite baffled. "Yes I talked with her, but she didn't help me in any way."