Ethan's eyes fluttered open, his vision still hazy and unfocused. He could tell there were people around him, but their faces were indistinguishable, lost in the blur that clouded his sight.
Even with the darkness in his vision, the pain in his body was unmistakable. Every muscle ached, but his hands throbbed the most, feeling as if they were on fire.
Oddly, he felt no pain from his stomach, and that struck him as strange, though his mind was too muddled to make sense of it.
"Ethan, can you hear me?" a voice called out.
"Y...Yes," Ethan replied, his voice barely above a whisper, fragile and weak.
"Good," the voice responded with relief. "Do you know where you are?"
Ethan had no idea where he was so he spoke the first thing that came to mind "No… maybe a hospital," he muttered, the words coming out slowly.
