Face.. faces to be exact.
Murmurs of voices, some I recognised, and some I did not. It was difficult to make a hold of anyone because my sight was still blurry.
After seeing them, all in my memories, it was difficult to tell if I was sleeping and continuing to dream or if this was reality and I was seeing the faces of real people. The voices were too good to be false, so I believed that I had finally woken up..
"Here," something cold touched my lips and when it poured in, I knew it was water.
Touch. I was awake.
Gulping a sip and then another, it was taken away from me and I once again opened my eyes to see Marilyn in front of me.
"Awake?" She whispered in awe.
It felt like I had no control over my vocal cords or my tongue so I just blinked.
