(Amaia)
Yanna's frantic shaking wakes me up. My head seems to have been filled with lead–it feels so heavy when I try to open my eyes and lift it.
"What happened to your head?" Yanna asks in a slightly panicked voice. Her hand gently touches the back of my head.
"I think I banged it on the wall while trying to lie down after turning off the lantern," I lie because I don't even know what happened last night.
Everything is so hazy, my eyes won't even open properly.
"Come I will take you to the infirmary. I think you will need stitches. You have lost so much blood." Panic has now spread to her face as she helps me up and balances me on my feet.
Lightheaded, I almost fall down again. My hand goes to the back of my head and I feel my hair has matted there due to blood.
And then Rigel's thoughts emerge in my brain and I break away from Yanna. Staggering on my feet I leave the cell.
