The foreign pain

>>Maya

I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying on something super soft. As my eyes adjusted and the vision became less blurry I found out I was lying on a bed.

A bed?

Where did a bed come from?

I sat up and looked around the room. It was a place I had never seen before. The room was big, decorated with simple stuff and had a soft ambiance to it.

The windows rattled and that startled me. I turned my head to look at the sliding window and saw that it was raining outside.

I stood up and walked to the glass.

‘Wow. It seems like a storm.’ I whispered to myself as I looked at the violently shaking trees and the heavy rain.

I sighed and looked at the door on the other side of the room.

Where am I? The lighting in the place was a bit dull.

How did I end up here? In a place I don’t know anything about. I glanced back at the window to see outside and noticed how big the terrace was.

What happened to me?

I tried to remember when a sharp pain entered my brain.

AH!

I remembered the long hai