Lilas Light.
Dazed. I gasp softly, gazing at the ceiling. My eyes flutter open as I emerge from that hazy slumber, a delicate fog lingering in my mind. A subtle disorientation clung to my awakening and I lift myself. A sudden thump arises in my chest as I find myself in a room that is foreign to my senses.
Startled, my eyes scans the unfamiliar walls, seeking recognition in vain. The air carries a scent unfamiliar, and the play of light reveals a room shrouded in mystery. An initial sense of disorientation grip and I quickly get off the bed. Fear etches across my face like ripples on a pond because I remember what happened last, Salvatore shielded me in the accident.
Fear ripples through my chest as I wonder what could have happened to him. Where is he? Why am I here? What is going on?
