Eren
Awareness began hitting me as I struggled to determine what was the dream I had just been in and what was real. I woke up to unfamiliar smells and sounds. Whatever it was that I was lying on felt more like a table than a bed.
When my eyes fully opened, it still took a moment for my vision to focus. Lying on my back, all I saw was a bare ceiling with a small white ceiling fan that was spinning in a counter-clockwise direction.
For a moment, all I could do was watch the blades of the fan as they continued their rotation. As smoothly as they cut through the air, I could swear that I heard a soft whooshing sound as they completed each full rotation.
In the distance, I had started to pick up some odd metallic-like clicking noises and what sounded like hushed voices, but they were not a
