[ Anna ]
My eyes felt like metal lids. I felt weak, and it took every ounce of energy in my body to be able to open my eyes, which suddenly felt more heavy than I've ever felt.
My first vision was a blur. When I rapidly blinked my eyes, I could make out the white ceiling overhead with slightly yellowish lights. Concentrating on my breathing, I tried moving my fingers slightly, and felt myself regaining my strength.
My throat felt dry, and a prickly yet sweet scent felt constantly stuck in my nostrils. While I tried moving my head to get up, it felt heavy. Heavier than my eyes.
This couldn't be good.
I coughed weakly despite my itching dry throat, trying to gasp for attention.
"Hey! Hey! Careful." Immediately, there were a pair of hands steadying me and helping me up. It was only whe
