SASHA
For once in an awfully long time, my body feels warm all over, and I don't have the constant ache in my stomach from never eating as much as I'd like to. Opening my eyes, I find a light blanket tucked all around me. I feel funny, like I'm in a vehicle, only I'm laid out on a bed. It's comfortable with a black and grey duvet covering it. There are probably ten pillows surrounding me as well.
Where am I?
I start to sit up when something stings my arm. I start to jerk it when a gruff voice halts me.
"Careful, there's a needle in your arm. I don't want you to yank it out or hurt yourself." My eyes find the owner of the voice. It's my Mr. Masterson.
My gaze flies to my arm, where indeed there's a needle taped securely in the crook. A tiny tube pushes clear liquid into me.
He's drugg
