There was a feeble feeling. A fleeting sensation that traced her cooling form on the edge of the bed. It woke her up. Her world was in a haze, blurry images of objects before her, almost seeming as the shapes of unknown creatures. Both light and dark. Maia’s head spun heavily, kindling with her sense of orientation and balance. She could not stand up, let alone raise her head from the softness of the bed, despite her back aching and her spine sitting in an uncomfortable position.
For the love of everything sacred on this earth, she couldn’t remember how she ended up in this forsaken position. The last thing she remembered was her wish to go and take a nap on a hot summer day, after she had been frightened out of her skin by her boyfriend and assaulted by his friend. That’s right. She was
