Beeeeeeeep...Beeeeep...Beeep.
Blurry sounds.
Darkness.
Light.
What happened?
My eyes slowly open to bright lights and a white room.
A blury figure stands over to me. He seems familiar, but I don't know him. His mouth is moving but I can hear anything but the annoying 'beeps' coming from beside me.
The figure seems to rush what he's saying and puts his arms on my shoulders. He's shaking me.
Everytime I move I lose my ability to breath, but I gain my sight slowly.
Another figure comes in, but this one is blue. They run up to the person shaking me to stop him but he only slows down.
Eventually, he stopped. He laid his head on my stomach.
The blue figure puts their arm on his shoulder and then leaves.
I try to say something but nothing comes out. Just a dry sound. The man looks up at me lazily.
I try again, nothing but he's watching me closely.
I try again.
"Where... Where am I?"
"We'll talk about that later kid. How are you feeling?" His southern accent came out as he spoke slowly.
"Ok, I guess... W-Who are you?"
Authors Note...
Logan did not hurt her.
This will make much more sense in the next chapter...
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