The feeling was utterly indescribable. It was like exiting an empty void of calmness. I was irritated. I wanted to stay there and sleep. To not escape as that was the only prison I wanted to be kept in.
All my sences had hit me like a ton of bricks at once. No wonder my body was throbbing, gosh, especially my head. It was ready to explode.
My body was uncomfortable and stiff. As if placed on something soft, but hard at the same time.
The smell was much more weird. Stuffy and packed with strange chemicals. It burned my nose as I swallowed nothing but dryness.
Murmuring and sounds of movement were heard. Heals clicked as shoes stumped, walking left and right. The sounds kept getting louder with each time I try to focus.
Wanting to know my current predicament I tried opening my eyes, only to figure out I have been squeezing them tight shut instead.
So relaxing my body and mind, I inhaled and exhaled, focusing on trying to awaken.
I moved my hands over a material that was laid over my body. It felt like cotton, not too thick but also not too thin. It made my skin crawl with warmth, making me sink my body into it and try to not let the cold catch onto me.
My body was twitching and I could feel. This was it. I can do this. I won't give up.
With my face relaxed, I began peeling both my dried eyelids apart.
Everything seemed blurry and swirly. My vision seemed not to be focused yet, so I try blinking hoping it would make my vision clear and might moisten my eyes. But I was wrong because the burning sensations had returned.
Letting my guard down, I rub my eyes only to notice something attached to me. A long clear straw like thing that was hooked to drips. Since that had caught my attention, I lift my body up, my elbows providing support. I was taking everything in.
I honestly think that I felt my heart stop for a second as my breathing hitched. I seriously did not expect this!
Beep... Beep... Beep
What I presume is the heart monitor beeping, catches the attention of a few people in blue scrubs. They were each besides a bed checking the vitals of my ex-cell mates.
The room was long and had beds on each opposite side. No wonder it was stuffy in here, the room was swamped with other werewolves. It looked like a big hospital in one hell of a large room. It was clean and so were we, I realized once I found myself in a white knee-length cotton dress.
I observed my surroundings carefully. Some were passed out while some looked into space and others ate soup. The delicious smell made my mouth water and at the same time my stomach growled.
"Good to see that you are finally awake."
Turning my head to the side, an elderly Indian woman in blue scrubs stood there looking at me. Her aura represented the most overwhelming need to trust in her.
"Here drink this. It will help with your sore throat." I nodded looking at her and reached for it slowly, pondering on whether I should accept it or ignore her. But the smile on her face told me to obey and not test her.
Upon pressing the top ring of the bottle to my dried lips I let the first drop of the warm water waver in my mouth. It was like I got the feeling of something dangerous and I wanted more.
Gulping the warm water down my throat let my vocal cords to be free again from dryness. I let out a small moan at the good feeling.
Once I was done I felt upset because i needed more. I looked at the doctor expectantly but she shook her head.
"That's enough for now. You will get the rest when you eat."
"Let's begin shall we?" I shrug my shoulders.
"I'm doctor Harjeet. What's your name?"
Opening my mouth to speak it felt like forever since I've last spoke.
"Alex...uhmmm." I cleared by throats.
"Alexia Valkrie." The doctor furrowed here eyebrows and looked at me weirdly.
"Valkrie huh?" She thought out loud. Her face held something like 'I know something you don't.'
"Do you by chance know our Beta?" Curiously she asks.
"How long have I been out?" I ignore her question and ask my own. I wonder what was running through her brains right now.
"Oh yeah. Almost two weeks."
"Two weeks!" I yell out catching the attention of others again.
"No, almost two weeks." She corrected me. Guess she is like one of those doctors who always wants to be right.
I roll my eyes at her 'might be only to me rudeness.'
I rest my head on the pillow trying to ignore her. Yes, I'm simply acting childish now.
"Anyways, it gave you plenty of time to heal and close your wounds. I must say your wolf is pretty strong to heal faster than the other survives. Especially since you seemed to have numerous injuries."
"And?" I spat back at her. My hard cold posture returned.
"I would like you to answer some questions-"
"No!" I shut her down straight away. I'm not going to answer questions about that place. I will simply now remember.
"No?" Dr Harjeet seemed taken back by my answer.
"But it's mandatory to answer them." I closed my eyes ignoring her stare.
'And it's going to be mandatory for me to ignore you.' I thought to myself.
"Miss Valkrie, I know you can hear me."
"Fine. But Miss Valkrie I get that you don't want to talk about it. I'm a psychologist. I'm here to talk to if you need me, off the record of course."
"I said no. I don't need a bloody shrink" I whisper yelled. I gave her the most heated glare I could give.
"Fine, I Will go now. If it becomes too much for you to handle. Just ask for me." Her eyes soften, how? I was so mean to her.
She turned away and went to the bed to my right, probably to be more 'shrinky'. I used this time to study her, her hair was in a perfect bun with a few gray hairs. She was a decent woman, posture was like a professional. But a shrink that will tear you down more.
I blocked out the thoughts that were arriving in my head. I repeated in my head...
I cannot let it get to me. The past is in the past. It's over now. They are dead like my parents. And will never harm me again.
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