You make me crazy, Isiah Duncan!
As Lexie's consciousness teetered on the edge of oblivion, engulfed in the aftermath of brutal assault, the pain from her deep injuries echoed through her fading awareness.
In the silence of her unconscious state, the world around her became a distant murmur.
Time passed, marked only by the soft cadence of her breath. And then, as if emerging from the depths of a haunting dream, Lexie slowly opened her eyes.
The brilliance of an unfamiliar light greeted her, momentarily blinding her senses.
She blinked, the world gradually coming into focus with each deliberate flutter of her eyelashes. The surroundings, foreign and indistinct, unfolded before her.
A place different from the one where the merciless onslaught had unfolded.
Lexie's disoriented gaze swept across the unfamiliar environment as her mind struggled to piece together the puzzle of her circumstances.