WHERE IS MY PHONE?

Camilla's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with the harsh glare of the hospital ward's fluorescent lights.

She winced, raising a hand to shield her eyes, but a sharp pain shot through her arm, making her gasp.

She lowered her hand, wincing in pain, and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

As she looked around the hospital ward, Camilla's eyes took in every detail.

She saw the rows of beds, each one occupied by a patient, some of whom were sleeping, while others were watching TV or reading books.

She saw the nurses and doctors moving quietly and efficiently, attending to their...