8. A Compromise

AZURA.

I awoke to a dull ache in my back, I was in a comfortable bed and I could smell a citrusy fresh scent. I frowned, opening my eyes and looking around what appeared to be a hospital room. The walls were a pale green, with the far wall being covered in forest scenery.

I was hooked up to some drips. Sitting up, I yanked them off and slid out of the bed.

Sunlight was streaming through the window that was open a crack, and I could hear the faint sounds of laughter and chatter from outside.

I looked down, realising I was wearing a pale green hospital gown.

My clothes.

Where were they?

I scanned the room, my heart leaping when I spotted my luggage and coat on the couch in the corner. I rushed over to it, wincing as a pang of pain rushed through my back.

Oh fuck.

What time was it? Or worse, what day was it and where was I?

Where was my phone?

I was about to grab some clothes when one of the two doors leading off the room opened, and a woman in a white coat with her brown hair