°Amy’s POV°
The world was dark, heavy, and quiet when I first slipped away.
I didn’t feel the ground under me anymore, I didn’t feel the cold air of the forest, or the ache in my chest. It was like floating in nothingness. My body didn’t belong to me, and for a moment, I wondered if I was gone for good.
Then—light—It was blinding, sharp, and stabbing into my eyes. My lids fluttered, heavy as bricks, but I forced them open. A ceiling came into view, pale, with tiny cracks along the edge. The smell was sharp, like chemicals and bleach. Something beeped beside me in a steady rhythm, filling the silence.
It took me a second to understand where I was.
A hospital.
My chest tightened instantly. My throat felt dry, my tongue heavy. I tried to move, and that’s when I noticed the tubes and wir
