Again, I woke up with the worst splitting headache there could be... exaggerated that a bit too much, but yes, it hurt. I slightly winced as I turned to my side. I could make out a pole, a blue curtain, white walls, and I could already tell that I was in a hospital. Memories of what happened and how I obviously ended up in a hospital assailed me.

Who brought me here? I wondered, but I continued putting the right names on the things I could see: a beeping computer, another blue curtain, more white walls, walk a—

"Oh my God, Sydney!"

I suddenly felt arms around my arm. I...