[Diana's POV]
It felt like I was stuck in this giant pool of jelly, my limbs were unable to move, and my breath was slowly dissipating.
"Diana."
A calming voice was slowly calling out to me.
"Diana," it repeated.
It sounded muffled as if spoken through a wall or thick pillow.
"Diana. Are you okay?" it asked me.
The question sounded like it came from a place of good intentions but I felt offended by it. 'What do you mean am I okay? Of course, I'm okay.'
"Diana!" the voice screamed. It was still slow, like moving through honey, but picked up a little speed.
I felt a heavy weight placed on my shoulder. My vision was blurry but as my shoulder was shaken, my view began to clarify.
"Diana!"
"Hmm? What's up?" I asked as I turned to Peaches who looked worried, sweat dripping down her forehead.
"What's going on with you?" she asked.
Peaches looked like she had just witnessed a ghost.