Elias was walking down an aisle looking for his favourite brand of coffee.
'Why', he thought, 'did they feel it necessary to move everything around, just as he figured out where the things he wanted were?'
He was looking along the shelves and just as he turned the corner, he felt his foot snag on something, as he took another step to regain his balance he felt his foot slide, and saw the floor rushing up to meet him.
He felt the crack and then everything went black.
The next thing he knew, there was a gorgeous redhead crouched over him with a look of concern on her face.