"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk." A familiar woman clicked her tongue repeatedly at the sight of him.
Mark struggled to push himself off the ground, but he eventually managed to stand up.
His legs trembled.
They were about to collapse under his weight.
Not wanting to fall to the ground, Mark leaned against the bed at his side.
His legs gave out nonetheless.
"How does it feel," A familiar voice resonated. "To be back here?"
A woman he had seen in a dream.
A woman he once knew.
Mark looked around.
A room he once knew too.
Dread immediately filled him.
But at the same time,
"Comfortable, isn't it?" The woman asked. "A bed. A window. Even air conditioning."
Mark remained silent, and the woman talked slowly, as if to give him the time necessary to look around.
