Name: Jacob Hail
Gender: Male
Species: Grayfox
Height: 6'1
Weight: 150ish
Looks: Normal fur coloring and markings of a grayfox, with dark blue eyes Medium but fit build, muscles more defined then bulky.
Clothing: Jeans and a t-shirt, usually underneath a gray zip up hoodie.
Weapons: Fists and claws.
Personality: Laid back for the most part, but can be a bit serious. In a situation like this he will be cautious and not to trusting, and will get confrontational real easily.
Jacob woke up a start, a light above him instantly filling his vision with white. He squinted away from it and tried to raise his hand to block it, but it was firmly held in place. Having to deal with the light as is, his eyes slowly adjusted, his surroundings coming into focus which gave him a bout of confusion. He was laying on a metal table in a hospital gown in what looked like an operating room, though no cabinets or tools of any kind where anywhere to be seen, leaving the room bare. The fox glanced down to see what held his arms and found leather straps around his wrists, ankles and chest, unyielding even as he thrashed against them. He was stuck. "Hello? Hello?! Is anyone there?!" He called out.