Upon waking, Russel blinked twice to removed the remainders of sleep from his eyes and gazed out at the window near the bed where he was laying. A vivid light extended across the sky. He supposed this was something the majority of people would consider beautiful. Everything was fine, except for the pain he was feeling in his whole body.
"What the fucking hell..." Russel hissed as he tried to sit upon the soft bed.
His left arm was bandaged and he can still feel the burning sensation coming from his wound. When he removed the white blanket that was covering his body, he saw bruises on his arms and legs. Russel bet that he also had some bruises on his back. He only tried to sit upon the bed, but Russel felt like he did a hard labor job just now.
"Oh. You are awake."