Can't you be wrong at least once?
Keven's eyes snapped open at the feeling of a swaying floor. For a moment he believed it was an earthquake, but one look at his surroundings told him otherwise. Sharp pain assaulted his head, chasing away the sleepiness. Waiting until it faded a little, he looked around again and tried to guess what was happening.
'This is… it's moving?'
That was the only sensation he experienced. He was in pitch-black darkness, one that didn't allow him to see his hands when they were in front of his face. It reminded him of the cold winter nights when the power was suddenly lost, leaving them blind until someone brought a flashlight.