Kara's POV.
I wake up, feeling uneasy. I'm on a bed, how did I get on a bed? Whose bed is it? It feels somehow, strange. Everywhere to be precise.
My eyelids feels heavy when I want to open them. A dampened sensation of prickling pain is associated when I force them to snap open, and I gasp, feeling my consciousness comes to life.
I shift on the bed, and look around. It's a circular, mahogany brown bed, my frame is tucked underneath the white sheets, as there's two pillows on each side of my waist, supporting me.
I close my eyes, still feeling dumb, and open them again to see that this dream is my reality. What's happening? How did I get here?
My head is hazy, but I feel like I'll get myself soon. I roll off the bed, and go to window, looking out through it. Wherever I'm in doesn't
