First thing Sybil was aware of was smell. Like fresh rain and she really liked it. Her brain wasn’t waking up for her to really be completely aware of things yet. Just that where she was, was warm. That smell was stronger and she was laying on something soft. There were voices, one in particular seemed strong and confident, gave orders. She felt the chills in her body again, and sluggish. A few times she thought something was pressed to her mouth. She was made to drink, she was moved somewhere or to something too. But never lucid that she could actually recall doing anything. It happened rather suddenly in her opinion, she woke up and sat straight up. She felt confused, her head spun. Sybil didn’t know what kind of room this was. How’d she get here? She remembered being carried, her bag where was her bag? She twisted around leaning forward like she might get up, she al
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