I write weird things and I\'ve come to accept that, now I\'m exposing you beautiful people to it once I gain the courage either via. frustration or osmosis it will happen.
She wakes up in a room fragrant with incense, her mind a jumble and everything aching like she'd been hit by a truck. The people around her are swathed in white drapey cloth. Once they notice that she's awake, they hound her with questions. Unfortunately, it appears she'd forgotten her entire life before the very moment she was waking up in this peculiar room.