"Oh, God_" Arissa moaned as she opened her eyes. She felt miserable with all parts of her body aching with pain.
Her head - her head was dividing into thousand pieces with a headache. Seating up, she placed her palm on her forehead, and with a gulp, she laid back on the bed again and that was when she noticed something strange.
The ceiling. This wasn't her room ceiling. Her room ceiling was cloudy pink but this ceiling was a smoky black cloud mixed with gold, giving her the vibes of rapture.
She immediately sat up with fear. The room isn't her's. Has she been kidnapped? What happened to her last night and where did she go to?
And the bed; well, the bed was extraordinarily soft and comfy. It was as if she was sleeping on feathers. The bed in her room was also soft but not this soft but still, her mind wasn't at rest.
