Billy's eyes fluttered slightly beneath closed lids, slowly coming into awareness, giving a quiet groan, face twisting with pain and confusion. Something had gone wrong. Very wrong.
Eyes fluttered open, wincing in the light. Oh yes, very, very wrong.
He tried to sit up, and finding himself restrained his chest tightened with a sense of panic, feeling very much as though he were back in the Negative Zone.
"...Teddy?" he called out weakly, voice strained, head turning and still now, starring at the red orbs which were trained on him.
"....IwanttobewithTeddyIwanttobewithTeddyIwanttobewithTeddy," he was mumbled urgently under his breath, but nothing was happening.