Out of the blackness, I regained consciousness.
I was so cold and my heart felt like a bird trapped inside my chest. My head hurt and something warm trickled from my forehead, over my eyes, down my cheeks and on to my lips. I licked them and they tasted salty. A strong, pungent metallic smell, which I couldn’t instantly identify, drifted up my nostrils.
When I realised it was blood, my blood, I panicked and tried to move, but I couldn’t because pain seared through my whole body.
I started to scream. It was more like a wail, a strangled cry, which hurt my chest and, as quickly as I regained my senses, I lost them again.
The next time I woke, I blinked my eyes open to a clinically clean environment, with bright lights. A disembodied voice said, she’s coming round and two heads blurred into vision.
‘Lily… can you hear me?’
I could, but I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t feel my legs. I couldn’t feel my arms and I couldn’t move my head. Is Lily my name? Because I don’t remember.
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