Actually that Abscond was awful

[Roger Smith]

Stowing his dataverse device away in a pocket of his action pajamas, Adam slowly hauled himself up into a sitting position. "It's official....I hate sleeping on the ground." It hadn't ever really not been official, as it wasn't the first time he'd slept on the floor or the ground, but it was the first time he'd had the unintended pleasure of taking a Legendary Infinite Nap on the cold, hard, invisible ground. It was not only uncomfortable, but with Adam's less than stellar constitution, it was downright painful.

And the stiffness with which he moved as he tried valiantly to wrap his fingers around his crutch to regain his feet and continue hobbling off aimlessly into the white expanse spoke volumes to that effect. "Stupid crocodiles....always naknaknak'ing away...and never bothering to wake you up...." he grumbled, finally finding his feet. He took one unsteady step, caught himself on his walking aid, and then made a light hop, and came to rest floating several inches off the ground. "Stupid me, managing to fall asleep out of nowhere..."

He floated off still mumbling and grumbling to himself, his only direction a gate he had randomly picked out in the distance. He had to go somewhere, after all...and anywhere was better than THIS shit hole.