C19 Chapter 19

CIAN

The first thing I was aware of was pain. Not the sharp kind that meant something was broken. This was deeper. Duller. Like my entire body had been wrung out and left to dry in the sun. My throat felt like I’d swallowed gravel and ash.

I opened my eyes.

White ceiling. Fluorescent lights. The sterile smell of a healing ward that meant nothing good. My body was bandaged from neck to wrist