Red Arrow arrival

Roy woke up, his neck felt stiff. He opened his eyes and lolled his head forward, wincing at the pain on his neck and shoulders. A very ergonomic sleeping position it seemed. He brought his hand up to massage the conjunction of his neck and shoulders, his hand brushing against something. He frowned, letting his hand feel the strange thing more.
A collar?! But why? And why had he decided to take a nap in the park? Last time he recalled he had been at home, and then what. He shot up, quickly searching for his bow and arrow, not finding it. And now he was armless too. Great! He ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Where was he?

OOC: Pick up??? ^^ pretty please?