I woke up to a white ceiling and the cool air brushing against my skin. My forehead creased, my throat felt dry, and I slowly scanned my surroundings. I was in a small, simple room with a thin curtain over the window, an old electric fan whirring, and an IV drip attached to my hand. A rural hospital? I closed my eyes for a moment, trying hard to remember what happened. The last thing I remember was my exhausted body, curled up in a cave. Rain. Cold. Cole. I jolted upright but immediately grimaced as a sharp pain throbbed in my head. Shit. Just then, the door opened, and our professor walked in, holding a folder and looking like he was in a hurry. “Oh, you’re awake,” he said, offering a slight smile. “How are you feeling?”
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