Eve
Light filtered into the darkness, my limbs too heavy to block the illuminating assult on my senses. Slowly, I lifted my head even as my neck felt like it was being held down with an anvil.
Every surface and corner of white I found myself was a single colour; white. Instantly panic rose in my throat, suffocating me. What was I doing in the white room, after just leaving the black room. Had I somehow got trapped in Hades' psyche, even though everything around me had fallen apart because of the Fenrir's marker's onslaught. Had I gotten lost just like Hades?
Horror clawed it's way up my spine as I shot up fully in bed than was strangely softer than I recalled. As I grabbed the edge of the thin blanket, pain lanced through my hand, a wire pulling at my flesh.
I yanked on it, pulling out the needle, blood instantly bubbling up to the surface, but I had no time to let the pain register. My legs hit the ground and hoistered myself up.
