Through the blur, I could see that the room had a slight bit of light in it. I went to sit up, but hands gently push me back down.

"Whoa whoa there! You are not going anywhere! You have to rest." Donny said firmly.

I groaned and laid back down, but head was still sore, but not as bad as it was before. I rubbed my forehead and said in a croaky voice, "How long have I been out?"

"Ummm..." Donny hummed nervously, "You were first out for a week. But then you fell back into a little coma."

"So how long have I been out till now?"

"When you...