Caspien woke up to white halls and sheets, realising where he was, he jerked awake, his chest heaving as though he'd been pulled from a nightmare.
The sharp beeping of machines filled the room giving him a slight migraine.
He grabbed his head to do something but the memories earlier gushed in.
His eyes widened. "Rubix!"
He shot upright and immediately reached for the IV attached to his arm."Caspien stop!" The door burst open and a woman rushed in, grabbing his wrist before he could rip the needle out.
"Are you trying to reopen your wound?" she scolded. "You've barely regained consciousness!"
Casper's breathing remained uneven. His gaze locked onto her. "Get me everything to about Madeline Myers."
Sasha blinked. "The actress?"
"Everything," he repeated coldly. "I want every piece of information you can find."
