When St Just regained consciousness, it was to find himself on a narrow hospital bed. Machines were whirring, and there was a loud beeping. He looked down and saw that he was attached to an IV unit. Experimentally, he ran his tongue over his teeth experimentally as he wondered in bewilderment, Where the fck was he?

He must have made some sound, for a woman in a white uniform poked her head around the screen that separated him from the other occupants and said,

“Oh, you’re ...