ITHRA
I need water.
That was the only thing I could think of as my eyes fluttered open. I felt like I hadn't drank water for a thousand years.
My eyes adjusted to my surroundings and I couldn't tell where I was. White light, white covers, soft mattress, but no water.
I need to find water.
I forced myself up the bed, scanning the room for any transparent liquid that could quench my parched throat.
Instead, I feel a prickly pain in my wrist. An IV drip was placed on my hand, hindering my free movement.
I tried to remember how I got here but came up blank. The last thing I remembered was pledging my life to Zadok.
With that opened up memories that flooded my consciousness.
I was set up. And then, strangled.
My hands instinctively go around my neck. And immediately, the doors
