I woke up to a bright light in my eyes.
Squinting, I pulled away from the light, pressing my head further back into the pillow.
"Good morning," a voice said softly.
I opened my eyes back up to see Dr. Witt's face hovering above me as she put her flashlight into the pocket of her scrubs.
Sitting up, I immediately felt a wave of nausea wash over me before a hand against my shoulder pressed me back down onto the bed.
"Take it easy," she said.
"You're going to give yourself a headache.
I already had one. It felt like it was splitting my skull in half.
"Can you remember anything?" She asked.
I nodded slowly as the recollection began, playing in my mind like a movie reel. I could remember what had happened, just not why it had happened.
Gulping, I winced as the saliva slid down my th
