Three days later, Rayne slowly drifted back to consciousness. Her body felt as though it had been crushed beneath a heavy weight, each muscle aching and sore. She was also burning with a high fever, making it difficult to breathe.
"Oh, you're finally awake," a woman with a long black ponytail greeted her.
"Where am I?" Rayne asked with difficulty.
Anna wasn't sure if she was the right person to reveal the base, so she just said, "You're in a small medical ward. You're safe now. We found you outside in the hurricane; you lost a lot of blood."
Rayne hummed in reply. She looked around the room quietly, glancing at the familiar medical equipment. She remembered the strong gusts of wind that shook her camper, but nothing after she fell asleep.
Anna came over and adjusted the IV drip. "Rest and recover. I'll let the boss know you're awake," she said before walking out of the room.
