Snapped #2 - Waking Up

Beep, beep, beep, beep...

Groggy, Harold opened his eyes. Well, his right eye anyway. Nothing was happening from the left. The big crack across his faceplate probably meant that his left eye was swollen shut. It certainly gave off enough pain to indicate that along with the nasty, metallic, taste of blood that filled his mouth and dripped from his chin.

He pulled himself upright and looked around. His console was utterly dead, with faint wisps of smoke and flame flickering behind it.

++ Leak detected ++

He automatically tore a patch and slapped it on the cracked faceplate.