Callie woke up with still a throbbing head, but at least, it was already light not like what she felt earlier. She slowly opened her eyes, the first thing that she saw was the golden ceiling that she was completely not familiar with. She blinked, trying to see clearly and remembering what had happened to her. She was still alive, thankfully, but the fact that her head felt like ripping into two made her want to just sleep again and sink more into the soft bed that she was on at the moment. Whose room was this in the first place?
She tried to remember everything, from the very bit of detail that she could rack in her mind. She could remember the pain that she experienced earlier. It was like she just experienced how to be in the underworld because of how she felt like all of the parts of h
