broken dreams | swords-of-hope
All she could remember was a light flashing in front of her eyes, then sudden darkness.
Stirring, she felt a looming presence creep up behind her, making her heart beat fast, as if she were being chased.
Jolting awake, she breathed heavily, feeling cold sweat drip down her neck. She'd never gotten nightmares before, but why has this started now?
Looking around, she noticed where she awoke was not her room. The walls were white, the smell of antiseptics filled her nose, and the bed was harder than she would have liked.
Looking around she saw Stahl sleeping on the nearby chair, but no one else was around. Lifting her left arm to check the time, she realized that her entire wrist was covered. A cast.
"..Oh no.. Oh no, no, no, this can't be happening--"