After having talked with Booth earlier, Troi had left the complex to take a walk, get some fresh air. It was her way of needing to clear her head and keep herself from getting too overwhelmed with the after effects of the Sins. She had been too deep in thought, taking in the fresh air than paying attention to her surroundings. Though she should have sensed the demons that had suddenly surrounded her earlier than she had. It didn't take much for the demons to over-power her and knock her out.
The first thing Troi became aware of as she drifted back into consciousness was the sense of fear and urgency from others around her. Then came the sense of being cold. What had happened? She had better still be herself and not turned into a Romulan again, or anything else for that matter. She groaned softly, rolling onto her back. She lifted a hand, brushing her fingers over her face. As she felt her familiar features, she felt relieved that she was still herself. Then she heard voices around her.
"Make that five, now." She remained on her back for the moment, not wanting to jar her head at all as it was throbbing. "No, I am uninjured." She tried to sense how many people were around her, but she couldn't sense anyone else aside from those all ready awake. "Does anyone have any idea where we are?" She kept her voice soft, following suit of the others she heard.