It's late evening here in the USA, and I'm realizing that this morning's output is going to be all I get for today.
That would be 2620 words, enough to keep me on track but far from the 5000 I had hoped for.
That first passage pretty much wrote itself, but it's mostly silly dialog. The protagonist wakes up in a hospital, disoriented and hurting. There's a lot of two people talking past each other as he struggles to figure out what is going on. I'm amusing myself with a lot of inside jokes (he craves Chocolate Mousse, and a character named "Moose" is going to be summoned instead) and my Inner Editor is screaming, "that's not funny, it's just stupid".
Pardon me while I go adjust the duck tape on the Inner Editor's mouth.