THIRD PERSON
Lexus woke up with a jolt. He found himself in an unfamiliar place yet again.
The room he was in was relatively small, and the walls and ceilings were painted white. A beam of light shone through a tiny rectangular window in front of his bed.
He squinted, unable to take in even the tiniest bit of sunlight. He slowly sat up and looked down at his left arm. It was tightly bandaged and fixated to one position.
The male grunted as he searched everywhere for a clock—anything that would tell him what time it was beside the sun is as high as it was.
Suddenly, the door creaked open. Lexus turned towards the sound and saw a nurse enter the room. She had a pale round face with sunken, deep-set eyes, probably from tending to so many patients.
“You’re awake.” She said
