Emma's point of view
As I opened my eyes I could hear a female singing. It sounded like she was below me.
Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think, I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say(This song is Carry on my wayward son by Kansas)
As I sat up I hissed out in pain. My body hurt everywhere. I began to slowly sit up trying not to cause too much pain but it was a failed attempt. When I finally was able to sit up I took several breaths and began to look around. I w
