Pulse and breathing are normal, thankfully, and the only injuries are a few minor scrapes from the fall itself. This is just... pure exhaustion. Beverly stirs after a moment, the world feeling blurry and distant as she tries to make sense of where she is and whose voice is speaking. "I'm..."

Rolling over with a groan, she looks up into the face of a concerned-looking stranger. She doesn't recognize them but she does at least recognize the building behind them. She closes her eyes for a moment to try to recenter herself. "My apartment....sixth floor..."