Holding Area:
Helena woke to her eyes bandaged. She tried to move but found herself strapped to an unmoving frigid surface. Straps bit into her flesh whenever she tried to move. She listened and made out no specific noises that might indicate where she was held. Though her eyes were bandaged, she saw a bright light shining through them.
“You shouldn’t struggle. You were brought in with a head wound. I was concerned you might have a neck injury. I strapped you to the examination table for your safety.” A pleasant male voice spoke to her from nearby, a soothing bedside manner to his timbre of speech.
“If this is for my safety, would you remove these bindings and bandages on my eyes?” Helena spoke with the slightest whisper, her throat exceedingly dry.
“Not just yet. I need to finish my e
