Beeping, loud, and high-pitched beeping disturbed Alexa from a deep unconscious state. The sound came and went at an annoyingly constant rhythm that had her pulling her brows together.
‘Would someone just shut that off!’ She thought vexed. She curled her fingertips into the palm of her hand and was met with two different textures.
On her right hand, she could feel a scratchy but soft material, and on her left, she came into contact with something hard and rough and it felt like it was compressing not only her hand but half her arm as well.
She felt her lips pull into a frown and the action had her hissing through her teeth when it pulled at a tender spot in her mouth.
