“Mira…”
I waited for someone, an owner of a voice, to appear before me just as how they have been appearing recently but the only thing that met me as I opened my eyes was the dubious blur before me and the soft humming of equipment somewhere near.
I felt how damp and warm the air is around my nose and mouth but despite my sensory adjustment, I have never doubted that medical oxygen is practically being fed into my mouth and nostrils. The rush of thin streams of the air ran chilled and fast past my throat and then dispersed throughout the insides of my chest. It felt like I have had the most quenching drink of water for so long.
My eyes slowly cleared up and focused at the fluorescent light bulb over me from the ceiling. I breathed generously and started moving the accessible parts of
