Submitting novel Chapter 43

I don’t remember what happened next. No possible recollection at all, except for the vague and blurry visions I have of me blacking in and out and a lot of commotion around me. Strong bright lights blinded me at times and strange mumble of voices. Perhaps I was underwater. Maybe that’s why everything seemed to out of focus and the noises and everything around me looked so close and yet felt so far. And this strange heaviness on my head that heaved on my whole body, made it impossible for me to move at all or even keep my eyes open for that matter. I was immensely weak.

“I think she is awake.” An unknown voice spoke somewhere near me. I couldn’t ponder much on the specifics, but the fact that it came from a stranger, a voice that I hadn’t heard before, a voice that wasn’t the one I feared it was, jumpstarted my heart into a frenzy. The rush of adrenaline I felt, coursed through my veins unrestrictedly and helped me gain a better consciousness. 

“Hey, hey, hey, you are okay. Calm down. Everything is okay. You are safe.” I blinked a couple of times rapidly and tried to sit up. It was a bad decision to move so suddenly as jabs of pain hit me all over the body as I winced visibly and swallowed the urge to exclaim. 

Warm hands came forward to help me out and adjust the blanket that was placed on top of me, as well as the several tubes that were attached to my arm and nose to help me breathe. I looked to find a kind face of a nurse who smiled at me with sympathy reflecting in her dark brown eyes.

She knew that the wintery storm outside was not the only thing that I needed an escape from.

“We are very glad to see you awake! Is there anything we can help you with? Do you need anything?” This time I needed to turn my head to the other side so that I could follow whatever the female doctor was saying. The same sympathy in her eyes, but I could see the urgency on them too. She wanted to help me and I needed all the help, but I couldn’t shake off the  that there was something off.

“W-water.” The rough and ragged words came out more like a noise as I struggled to convey the beginning of the million things that I wanted to say. I felt so thirsty and dehydrated that I was unable to cry even if I needed to, so badly.

The doctor nodded to the nurse and pull a chair nearby to sit beside me. That unshakeable feeling of something being terribly wrong gripped me again, and I knew I was going to receive some bad news. She chose to keep quiet though until the nurse was back with a glass of water, which I drank greedily to satisfy this unquenchable thirst. A second glass or rather five more glasses at least would have been better, but I decided against it. They were only delaying the unfortunate news that had yet to know.

“What is your name?” They hadn’t figured out who I was and that crushed me. Was no one looking for me? Or Liza?