Emma.
The first thing I noticed was the blinding whiteness. Bright lights stabbed at my eyes, making them water as I blinked against the harsh glare of the florescent.
My body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, each limb aching and unresponsive.
I tried to lift my arms and I couldn't, I winced at the sudden sharp pain that ran through my neck.
“Ouch," I hissed and blinked away the tears that almost fell.
Slowly, the sterile scent of antiseptics and faint floral soap crept into my awareness.
Where am I?
I turned my head, my neck protesting with the movement. The room around me came into focus slowly.
I could see white walls, a small window with curtains drawn, and a single chair by the bed. Machines beeped steadily beside me as I looked around.
The second of the machi
