Thalia
Pain was the first thing I felt when I woke.
It settled into every part of my body, a deep, relentless ache that made me feel as though something unimaginably heavy had crushed me. My head throbbed in time with my heartbeat, and the instant I tried to move, a sharp pain shot across my forehead, reminding me of the wound hidden beneath the bandage.
A weak groan slipped past my lips as I slowly pried my eyes open.
At first, everything was a blur. Shadows and unfamiliar shapes drifted in and out of focus while my mind struggled to catch up with the rest of me. It took several long seconds before my vision finally began to clear.
I looked around, but nothing about the room was familiar.
My gaze drifted from one corner to another, trying to make sense of where I was. Heavy curtains
