Firefly Glen What's in your head

It took Fennec a moment to recognize the words, but then the left as quick as they came.  She couldn't remember right now where she was, nor what had happened.  She only knew that things felt very wrong.  She couldn't move, her throat burned, and her head pounded with a near unbearable ferocity.

What happened,  she asked faintly.  This woman sounded nice enough in tone that she did not panic at the stranger's presence.  She was too panicked at her own state right now to pay much mind to any other dangers.  Her processing was muddled by the poison, and it sapped her strength and had her nerves misfiring.