First Person POV:
When I woke, every nerve tingled with the sensation of a thousand pins. My head ached, but that was second to the pain in my stomach. I groaned and shifted against the soft cushions beneath me. I cautiously opened my eyes, first cracking one and then the other when I was certain the blazing sun would not onslaught my sensitive eyes. I watched the cold stone of the ceiling, thankful for the darkness that surrounded me, as I tried to remember how I had gotten here.
–H. Danielle Crabtree