Chapter 52: White lies
Sophia Codache
The blurry sight of the wooden, brownish ceiling was the first thing I saw when I woke up. There were only minimal lights around this small isolated room, which I have no idea where I can locate this place. I yawned while trying to sit. My eyes were half-opened, and my back was too heavy that it wanted to rest more.
I scratched my head and yawned once again. "Ugh, where am I?" I whispered to myself while looking at my surroundings.
I suddenly felt the same feeling I had when I witnessed the deaths of our associates from the 113th expedition we had. By this, the event itself brought me more sick and headaches. I felt my breath a bit hot, like steam coming from my mouth. My head seemed to crack anytime.