C103 Backfired

Allison

As I slowly regained consciousness, my head throbbed with a dull ache, like a relentless drumbeat. I opened my eyes to a blindingly bright light, which made me squint. The pungent smell of disinfectant and the faint scent of medicine wafted through the air, making my stomach churn. I realized I was in a hospital, surrounded by the sterile, white walls and the soft beeping of machines