Asuka felt sick. She was surrounded by warmth, by slime, by something disgusting. And then there was suddenly a rush of cold air and light as she was unceremoniously dumped onto a floor that felt… squishy. She coughed, squinting, and then retched. Nothing came up and she retched again, supporting herself on her forearms. She took a few deep breaths, trying to think. She was naked. This wasn’t her apartment. It wasn’t anywhere in NERV’s command center. She shakily clambered to her feet, arms wrapped around herself as she glared at her surroundings. She fought down the spikes of fear and panic that threatened to overwhelm her. She was not going to give in to that kind of thing. She was an Eva pilot, she was Asuka Langley Soryu. She could deal with this.

“What the Hell is going on here?”

Her yell echoed in the massive chamber, “Someone needs to explain right now!”