"One... two... three!" Jordan's eyes flew open.
...He was almost disappointed at what he saw.
Same white ceiling above, same bed below, and same desk with his charging laptop across. Squint as he might, he neither saw a spaceship interior around him nor flying cars outside his window. He looked down and- yes. Still human. Two arm, two legs. Same tanktop as the one he wore when he passed out on the bed.
He could only roll his eyes at it all. If an interdimensional asshole was going to kidnap him out of his bed, he could at least have the decency to send Jordan somewhere cool.
Though he supposed he should be thankful he did not wake up in a pod.
He rubbed the sleep out of his eye. Maybe the surprise awaited him outside his room? He slid off his bed.
...
"Huh?"
He froze. There was a strange feeling around his crotch. No, rather, a lack of feeling. His pants felt unusually empty.
Don't tell me...
He shoved his hand down his pants.