Blaise slowly opens his eyes, a beam of light flashed upon it, making him close it again. He tried to raise his right arm, but he can’t. He felt a pain struck him, he groaned a bit as he slowly opens his eyes once more. He squints since he can’t open it fully, but the desire to know where he is and what happened to him is greater than the hindrance of the blinding lights he is going through. It was a room, seemingly. With him under a blanket as he realizes his body is laying on a soft floor. This room has a dresser, drawers, cabinets, and closets. ‘Am I in someone’s house?’ He asked himself as he looks around, he was startled when the door opens, just in front of the bed. There he saw a man on a black sweatshirt and jeans carrying a tray with a bowl and a cloth in it. As their eyes met, th
