Aria.
My weight was like a heavy blanket in the darkness.
Not sleeping. Not death.
Just… stillness.
My name was heard slowly, as if in a deep whisper.
“Aria...”.
That echoed through my mind.". Initially quiet but becoming more vocal.'
“Aria, wake up.”.
Despite my efforts to move, my limbs felt as though they were not in use. My headache. My lungs burned. I felt a dense fog covering my mind. It was like watching TV.
Aria, let's make a move.
Marcus.
My heart surged. I forced my eyes open.
White lights that were visibly visible penetrated my skull.' I trembled and attempted to sit up.'
I couldn't.
The warmth of the metal table was supported by leather straps that held my wrists and ankles. The panic hit me like a tsunami.
“Marcus?” My voice cracked.
"I'm here."
