Rebecca, Medical Station, Stark’s Ship
Rebecca, Medical Station, Stark’s Ship
Warmth rose from a soft, comfortable surface beneath me. Lying on my back I stretched just a bit, pointed my toes and inhaled deeply. The air smelled odd. In fact, it didn’t smell like anything. No gasoline fumes, pizza ovens or trash.
Where the hell was I?
I opened my eyes.
Shit. I was in a coffin. A glass coffin like freaking Snow White in the woods. Except no handsome prince was coming to kiss me and make everything better.
Was I dead? Was this a dream?
I looked down at my body and discovered I was naked. Totally. Completely. Bare-ass naked.
I had to be dead. What happened to me? Recent events struggled through the fog in my head. Andreas. He’d given me his jacket with the strange, glowing thing. I’d g
