Blink… blink… blink… blink….blink.
A pair of eyes flutters open. It’s Rhea’s, and immediately she felt a pulse of warmth. Her body was sore, and every muscle and joint was stiff, but the warmth felt strange and foreign.
She blinked slowly.
At first, everything was blurry; shapes and light blended together, looking unclear like a smeared painting. Her body felt heavy, like it had been weighed down by sleep for days. Every breath was tight, and her heart ached in a way that made it hard for her to move.
She forced herself to take a deep breath, and she felt this aching pain in her lungs. There were bandages around her midsection, not too neat but tied tightly enough to keep her wound from bleeding.
Every part of her body hurt.
She squinted her eyes against the soft light coming from a
