Vivien's Pov
I felt a throbbing pain in my head, a constant pulsing that made every cell in my brain scream. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt heavy. Instead of the thick scent of smoke, smell of antiseptic and medicine hit my nostrils.
I tried to move my fingers, but they felt heavy. In the distance, the soft snick of a door opening cut through the haze.
I finally forced my eyes open, only to see a stark white ceiling above me. I looked around weakly, my vision blurring as I realized I was in a hospital room. A nurse stood at the door, her tray nearly slipping from her hands as her eyes went wide.
"Doctor! The patient has finally waken up!" she cried, her footsteps echoing as she went running down the hall.
"Ugh..." I groaned, the sound of my own voice startling me. It was higher and younger-not the voice of the woman who had just died.
What's going on? Didn't I just die? I looked down at my body with trembling hands.
