ANGELINA -
I heard faint murmuring. The pain in my head echoed through the depths of my mind. I wanted to massage my head and squeeze it between my fingers to try and lessen the pain. The scrutinizing agony made me want to crawl somewhere safe, in the warmth I needed.
My eyes fluttered open and I blinked them. My face was covered in sweat and my hands, I couldn't move them.
Gritting my teeth in pain, I moved my head and looked around. There were many people around me, shuffling and some sitting quietly.
I was on a plane. I looked over to my left and saw no one. My mind was dizzy, my entire body felt heavy as I struggled to call the air hostess. I strained my neck and pat the seat next to me to get her attention.
She looked over at me and smiled, "How are you feeling, Ms. Jones?"
Ms. Jones?
No!
"I want-" I struggled to say.
