"As fast as I can," Warrick managed to gasp before wobbling on his feet and stumbling inside. The door swung shut behind him, muting the howl of the wind and the silence was startling. It was like stepping into an SMS trial for a second, his senses shutting off one by one and leaving him feeling disconnected from himself.

He got about five steps in, desperately trying to get to the fireplace so he could...do irrational things, like stick his hands into the flame to see if that might make them feel like they belonged to his body again. Luckily, he collapsed onto his knees before he got that far.