Ward 10
Harry looked around sharply at the sound, shuddering as he took in his surroundings. He wasn't alone in here, that was something, wherever here was, but he could barely see more than a blurry figure sitting across from him. His glasses were on his face, somehow, but good luck trying to see through them while covered in goop. He reached up to try and wipe them, but his hands were just as wet and there was nothing to clean them on.
"Where am I?" he gasped, trying not to throw up. "What happened?"