THE VISIT (54)

My eyes fluttered open and a dull ache ran through my head. I sucked in a sharp breath. I could see pale blue around me and it was for some reason sickening.

I tried to speak but my lips weren't moving. My body felt like there were a thousand bricks on it and forming a complete thought at that moment felt like too much to ask.

I blinked. The blue that was swallowing me up gradually became less sickening and it took me a few seconds to realize that it was the lights in the room, My breath hitched and my eyes looked around, the sound of beeping filled my ears and I became painfully aware of the mask on my face.

Realization hit me at once. I was in a hospital. Intensive care specifically. The blue lights were a huge giveaway. I knew something happened to me but I never thought it was so bad that I had to be admitted into the intensive care unit.

I wanted to ponder on that for a while longer but there were more pressing matters on hand, for example, why could I not move my lips? Why did