Thinking he was fine, partially because nothing in this situation made a lick of sense, Mike moved to stand up. Which immediately led to sitting back down as it felt like the floor was sliding out from underneath him. He sat there for a moment, trying to blink away the rush.

The events that led to his being here started to trickle back. Following Hadad. Getting shot. Getting found. Hadad saved him, but stripped him of his phone? That didn't make sense. But that was minor compared to how he was still alive.

"What...happened?" His brain was too logical to cope with the fact that a magic coffin had brought him back. So he was focused far more on the mission. Was he compromised?