Levi's eyes flew open, he gasped and sprang up to a sitting position.
His eyes wide open with weary, blinking multiple times as his head jerked with heavy breathing. Levi tasted his mouth, it stunk really bad.
He rubbed his eyes, squinting to take a look around himself. He noticed he was seated on a very soft, spongy bed, softer than the one in his quarters. He quickly removed the blanket that covered his lower body, noticing he was dressed in a patient's gown once again.
He felt the fabric of the blanket and the bedsheet, it was exquisite silk. How the hell did he get in such a bed? Levi asked himself.
He calmed himself, taking a deep breath and swallowing. Levi's body tensed immediately he swallowed, a shock routed through him.
He slowly reached for his neck and felt it. He remembered dying! He remembered seeing the world fade away, everything going blank. Out of all, he remembered feeling his blood flow out of his neck as he drowned in it.
