Wish slowly opened her eyes back to life, and the first thing that glared at her was a harsh, red-orange glow seeping through the large roof-to-floor transparent windows very close to where she lay. It was so revolting that it took her eyes close to a minute to adjust to it before she turned her face away from the harsh glare. Her chest suddenly grew so heavy, and it was a struggle to breathe properly in this position, so she rose with all her might to a sitting position and tried to make sense of where the hell she was at the moment.
Is this the hospital?
No…
