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Consciousness

Dawn's POV

Little by little, I manage to gain some consciousness, not enough to open my eyes but enough for me to acknowledge my surroundings. In the distance, I can hear someone talking in whispers, that or my hearing has gone. I can feel the weight of a soft sheet, pulled right up to my chin. The fabric lightly brushing against a thick layer of bandages on my arm, and my mind flashes back to the memory of Nathan's claws buried deep into my flesh, slicing through my skin like butter.

"...is she going to be okay? It's been days and she's still unresponsive." A voice whispers, and it's too quiet to distinguish who is speaking. I try to focus on the conversation, but everything sounds muffled, like I'm trapped underwater.

"She should be waking soon; her wounds have already started to..." My hearing wavers and I miss the end of the conversation.