Okay this was not the infirmary bed. I sat up feeling nothing. I wasn't in any pain or discomfort. I touched the bite mark on my neck and felt that it was gone, there wasn't even a scarring.

My breath was caught in my throat when I realised...am I dead? I felt my heart pound against my chest as I turned in the bed, placing my feet on the cold ground. Oh my gosh! Am I freaking dead?

While temporarily moving my panic attack to the side, I found myself in an outside area? It was a very very starry night and I was surrounded by glowing flowers and beautiful...