Eida woke up with a terrible headache as she held on to her head. She opened her eyes, but the bright white light hurt them, so she had to close them again.
With her eyes still closed, she sat up from the bed, slightly swaying, slightly disoriented. Then, she dropped down unceremoniously on the floor.
"What the heck?" She touched her knees, the first one to bump on the tiled floors. Luckily, she held on to the bed for support before her body sprawled on the cold surface.
Her eyes had no choice but to open, scanning her surrounding. She was shocked to see that she was not in her apartment anymore. Where was she? But she remembered drinking last night. Maybe more than she could handle.
"Am I dead?" She asked, pinching herself, which was nonsense since her knees were still throbbing. She pulled herself up and determined that it was a hospital room.
