My head throbbed so hard it felt like it was splitting open again and again. A sharp, pounding pain that swallowed all my other senses.
Somewhere close by, I heard what sounded like soft sobbing from...a child?
“Mom, are you okay?”
“ M…mom’s dead!”
“She’s not dead! She’s just sleeping!”
“Mom, please wake up!”
Mom?
The voices echoed in my skull. I forced one eye open and the first thing I saw was a filthy ceiling covered in cobwebs, dirt, and stains. It was incredibly disgusting to look at, so disgusting in fact that I felt confusion wash all over me. Was this… a morgue?
I took a deep breath and froze. There was no pain in my chest. None of the sharp stabs that had come with every inhale before my accident. My head still hurt, but it was fading.
The crying grew louder and I opened
