Lotus Oden.
Her nightmares had been intense. A figure loomed over her, looking at her. A dark presence over the relentless overhead light searing above her shut eyelids, eclipsing actual darkness. She came back to life in fragments, but with it came pain. She struggled with it, attempting to remain where she was warm and dark and floated in a feelingless universe. The shadows would not let her go. As her broken leg spasmed, she woke up screaming and discovered that her nightmare of being watched all the time was not one.
She also found that she was no longer lying on her back.
Her wounds had been bandaged to the best of whoever had done it, and she sat in a chair, the unforgiving plastic chill on her back and backside. Because it hadn't heated up to the temperature of her skin, she co
