Chapter 36

Roselle woke up disoriented, the constant beep beep serving as a background lullaby. When she managed to pry her eyelids apart, the first thing she became aware of was the warmth enveloping her. She looked down to see herself swaddled in a comforter. The next thing she noticed was the room. It was unfamiliar; the walls were a soothing green, which helped her relax. She had to admit, color therapy really did work, she had always thought it was a myth. Her gaze then fell on the IV tube snaking out of her arm and ending at a transparent bag half-filled with clear liquid. Finally, she felt the heaviness in her head and legs. She touched her head only to find it bandaged. She tried to get up, but the effort resulted in her falling back down, exhausted. What on earth happened to me?