Sarah squeezed her eyes as pain laced through her skull in succession.
When does it end? She thought as she raised her hand to her head again.
A huge rough hand grabbed her hand and held it. Her eyes fluttered open immediately and she quickly hissed and squeezed them shut again when the lights in the room pierced her eyes, increasing the ache in her head. But for that brief moment when she had opened her eyes, she thought she saw a familiar face.
"Dad?" She asked unsure if she was still dreaming. Earlier she had dreamt she was in the clouds, held in what felt like claws. In her dazed state, she thought she saw what looked like black scales even though her vision had been too blurry to see. She had heard what sounded like a crash once, then twice. After a while, she blacked out and the next time she opened her eyes she was being wheeled into a hospital and something was shot up her arm to make her pass out again.
She wanted to open her eyes.
