Hazel green eyes flash open, as Annaleigh stares around the hospital room she's in. Her head is spinning and she feels like she's going to be sick. There are machines all around her, monitoring her vitals and an IV in her arm.
A hand reaches up and touches her forehead, where she feels a bandage placed there. She winces at the touch, letting her arm fall down to her side. What happened to me?
Her mind is hazy and she's struggling to recall the nights events. Annaleigh clearly remembers stepping out of the bar after her shift. And then what? She's not sure.
"Is there anyone out there?" she croaks out.
@criminxlist :: liked for a spotify starter. // harder to breathe by maroon 5. // you didn't specify a muse so i left this open ended.










