"Ah..." I raised my hand to block out the dazzling sunlight, but found that I couldn't lift my hand.
Then, I shut my eyes again and waited for a short while before slowly opening them a slit to adapt to the sunlight.
"Pauline, you're awake. Are you alright?" My eyes were half-squinted, but I could see how worried my dad looked.
His beard was unshaven and he looked like he hadn't washed up for several days.
"Dad, where are we?" I haven't spoken for a long while, so my throat was very hoarse. Whenever I got a word out, my throat felt as if it was bleeding out.
"This is the hospital, Pauline. Goodness, you scared me to death! You don't even know when you were sent to the hospital by passers-by, do you? At the time, your body was covered with footprints, and your face was red and swolle
