I jolted out of bed very early that next day due to my nightmares, my body still aching and the headache worse than the previous day. I was given some new clothes, gray skinny jeans and a gray T-shirt with a black hoodie with gray sleeves. The bandage wrapped around my head was taken away replaced with plaster while the one on my belly was left like that for precaution by the nurse.
I sat on the hospital bed lamenting on my fate as I stared blankly at the window.
"Good thing you're up,"
I turned to face the doorway and sighed angrily while rolling my eyes, "oh, hey jerks," I mumbled enough for them to hear.
"Up, we're leaving," said the Thomas guy. I huff before crouching down, being careful not to hurt my ribs.
"What are you doing?" Dave asked, looking at me suspiciously.
"Will I
