AMELIA
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I grimaced at that sound – it was so loud and repetitive, it disrupted the peace I was basking into. Up until a few moments before, everything was peaceful, silent, and pleasantly warm; now, though, I was feeling things.
Like that horrendous sound, or the uncomfortable mattress under my back and the rough blankets.
Well – that’s definitely not how I expected the afterworld to be, I sighed. I don’t know if they have a PR office in heaven, but if they do, I’m definitely gonna file a complaint.
Or maybe I am not in heaven and this is hell, I added a moment later. I mean, being stuck in discomfort definitely seems like torture to me.
“… her vitals are fine, sir,” I heard a faint voice say. “She’s in perfect health – and it seems like she’s waking up”.
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