"Gaa-ah!"
My eyes fluttered open as I woke up to the unfamiliar sight of a white-marbled ceiling above me.
Inhaling deeply, a ragged gasp escaped my lips, and my chest heaved up and down with the sudden rush of awareness.
Frantically, my pupils darted around as I tried to assess my surroundings. I seemed to be in a hospital room on a sickbed.
Wires and nodes clung to my arms, chest, and the sides of my forehead, monitoring my vital signs and injecting supplements.
The memories of what happened earlier flooded into my mind, almost to the point of overwhelming me.
The Hydra, that enigmatic woman, and the dream that I saw after I agreed to take her up on her offer and help her.
Was that dream… a fragment of my own past locked somewhere deep in my mind? The unsettling realization gnawed at me.
Did I truly do all that? Did I kill them? How could I… How could I kill them in cold blood like that?
