Adams’ POV

At first, it looked like I was being dipped into a pool filled with darkness rather than water before being pulled out multiple times. But soon, my vision became clear, and I saw the white-coated roof above me.

Guessing from the way I was, I knew I was lying on my back —on what looked like a bed. One might wonder, “what looked like a bed?” It didn’t feel like I slept on a bed, rather, it felt like I slept on a floor covered with bedsheets.

It was hard, and my back hurt.

The scent of antiseptic and medicines soon filtered into my nostrils, so much so,...