[b][u]Where the fuсk is my arm? Dojo clinic, 1 am 3 months after the Kalahan incident[/u][/b] Vance awoke on one of the many beds within the Dojo clinic. His left arm was completely severed, not bandaged due to the fact that it was cauterized. He turned his head to examine what had occurred to him during his coma. Seeing the lost limb, he let out a groan. He slowly sat up in the bed, brushing his long, uncombed jet black hair out of his forehead and green eyes. He examined his fair skin, searching for any other things of note; nothing much, really. He then looked around the clinic, searching for anybody who might know where the fuсk he was and what was going on.[spoiler]Open, shitty short post.[/spoiler]