C22 Chapter 22

There were voices—faint, indistinct, but present. I wasn’t sure if they were in my head or simply around me. All I knew was that someone was talking, arguing. When I came to, the first thing I noticed was a young man, heatedly arguing with an older woman.

"Quiet, she's awake," the woman said as I groggily touched my head, my mind clouded with dizziness