Context: Nothing could be changed anymore , was what the Ellimist was telling me . Things were set . This was the way it was . Picking myself up off the ground was a slow and painful process , but he waited patiently while I moved . " Okay , " I said , drawing the word out .
Question: What may happen to me before I find myself on the floor ?
Option 0: I was knocked up by the Ellimist
Option 1: I was knocked to the ground carefully .
Option 2: I learned very bad news .
Option 3: I learned very good news .
Answer: 2