I feel myself slowly slip into consciousness, welcomed by the sound of murmurs. Gradually, I began to regain my senses within a passing second, or was it minutes? I wasn't sure.
The faint voice disoriented me further into confusion, having no clue where I was, whether I was alive or dead. My head was hazy, my brain probably trying to make sense of whatever was going on around me.
Where was I?
The last thing I remember was getting attacked by the guard and almost getting r***d. Panic filled me up, and my fingers twitched involuntarily. It felt like my breath supply was being cut off, just like I felt before I blacked out. I shifted my body, digging my head into what seemed to be a pillow, and the scent of wood and lavender filled me up.
My eyes finally find the strength to crack open, a
