Theia
My head felt like it was being repeatedly hit with a hammer. I opened my eyes and winced at the bright lights as I looked around the room I was in. I was laid on a deep leather sofa and had a blanket over me. I could tell that I was still in the white shirt that I had been in before, although a quick glance down showed that there was a significant amount of blood down one side.
“Son of a b***h,” I hissed as I tried to sit up. I was overcome by the urge to vomit as the ringing and pain in my head intensified by what felt like a million. Okay, Theia, try that again, only a lot slower, I thought to myself. I slowly moved to a sitting position. I still felt like I was going to throw up. But it wasn’t as intense as before. I raised my hand to the back of my head and felt that it was dam
