His head bangs hard as he tries to open his eyes, and he closes them back again. His whole body aches badly, and he's also weak. He feels like all his strength has been drained, and his eyes are dizzy.
Seconds slowly tick into minutes before he finally forces his eyes open, and the blurry white ceiling welcomes him. The ceiling is strange and doesn't look like the ceiling of his room, but that's not his problem. His problem is to see clearly, and also where he is and how he ended up here.
Two minutes later, his vision finally becomes clear, and he manages to look around the room. The room is pained in white, the pink colored curtains look extremely beautiful and fit the color of the paint. He spots the closet standing adjacent to the big bed he's lying on. He slowly tilts his head to t
