Julie felt like she had drums banging loudly in her head. She could feel she was on a soft bed that had a familiar scent. But she could not remember what it was.

She tried opening her eyes but it was like they were glued together. The effort to fully wake herself up exhausted her and she actually found herself falling back into a black oblivion.

When she woke up the second time she could her water running. Was it raining?

She was still on the bed but this time her head was not banging as loud. Just a mild hum and heaviness. With all her might she willed her...