Mol woke up with a start. He had been dreaming, a very vague dream but it had scenes of fiery pits, war drums and battle. He didn't know why but he felt closer to the orks and trolls now, despite all the harsh treatment they had put him through. He felt as if it had all been justified and that they had been put through worse treatment that he could imagine. He wrote off the feeling as some sort of, 'charisma syndrome' (Stockholm syndrome (that's the one where you think your kidnappers or whatever are actually the good guys right?)) yes dickhead thats stockholm syndrome ahahahah. He didn't remember the events leading up to him being knocked out, although he thought that was normal. He did remember some sort of vision, possibly like his dream but that was it. 

He tried to stand but he felt an overwhelming dizziness come over him as he stood up and sat down immediately. He was parched, and when the doctor or whoever had put him in the bed came back he would ask for some water. For now he waited, for someone to come and explain this to him.