“Ouch.” Pain flickered across my eyes as I tried to pull myself from a groggy sleep. My entire body felt like lead, and when I tried to move, the pain that shot from under my right lung made me gasp and break out in a sweat.
With all my might, I pushed the heels of my hands into the hard mattress, and I pulled myself up against a wooden headboard.
Thump, thump, thump, the hammer in my head was relentless. When my vision finally cleared, I looked around in confusion. I took in the room. It was tiny. A small bookcase sat by the door, and next to that was a rocking chair with a wicker basket full of yarn. Paintings sprinkled the walls, and an old square rug lay in front of the television. A delicious smell of some kind filled the room and heightened my senses. My eyes went to the door that
