Damion’s POV
Every part of my body was hurting.
My legs felt like they were about to split in half anytime soon. Even the slightest movement was sending signals that shot through my nerves, making even breathing a struggle.
I could hear a steady beeping sound in the background and the chatter of people. They didn't sound near, but their jumbled discussions were not clear enough.
The light hit hard as I slowly lifted my eyelids. It took a couple of seconds and blinks to finally acclimate to the intrusion of light.
"Where am I?" I managed to mutter.
The answer was before me. All I could see was white—sheets and emptiness. There was no one in sight as far as my eyes could stretch.
Sitting up would have given me a better chance to see the room, but my arms felt like a thous
