Pure And Blood
I groaned in pain as I slowly regained consciousness. My head felt like it had been pounded into thin pieces, mixed up, and put back inside my skull.
[<That seems like an accurate statement.>]
Cleenah's voice reassured me, though I didn't say so.
"What happened?" I asked, taking in my surroundings. I was lying on a white bed, surrounded by other identical beds. I seemed to be alone in the room, which was a relief. I didn't want to be seen talking to myself and be labeled a psycho.
[You lost consciousness, and Jayden brought you here.] Jarvis replied.
I tried to piece together what had happened. My thoughts were fuzzy, but I remembered a dream—a vivid memory of my first day at school.
("Y-Yes! I-I am Shayna, pleased to meet you.")
"Shayna..." I whispered, feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over me. Shayna had left an indelible mark on me during the four years I spent at that school, much like Ephera had.