I woke up with a smashing headache, and I felt terrible.
I tried to move but saw that I was on a bed, and that one of my wrists was handcuffed to it, while the other had a bandage wrapped around it.
I looked around me and examined the room I was in.
The walls were just plain white, floors too, like something out of a sci-fi movie.
And there was the bed, all crisp white sheets and this thin blanket that barely kept me warm.
There was also some basic furniture, a bedside table, a chair for visitors, nothing fancy.
I looked around and saw all this medical gear around, like heart rate monitors, IV poles, and even a ventilator.
There was also the tiny TV mounted on the wall, probably playing some outdated sitcom or daytime talk show.
The fluorescent light overhead was like something out of a horror movie, casting its harsh glare over everything.
There were also these flimsy curtains you can draw around the bed.
