Suddenly, Hugo felt a weird sensation; it was like being half awake, yet doseing fitfully. He could sense someone shaking him, but it was another few minutes before he had fully come around. Blinking up at the figures above him, the fifteen year old pushed himself up on his elbows. "So, as I was saying, any chance of getting my head on a vase here?" Hugo began weakly. But seeing the anxious expressions on everyones faces, he was imediately confused. "Erm, whats going on?" he asked, struggling to stand upright.