Deep, murmuring voices surrounded me. They were laced with a kind of urgency, and maybe finality, that I couldn't identify with.
What had happened? I tried to strain my memory, but my mind was gooey fudge. I was tired. So so tired.
Slowly, I felt my senses coming back to me. Something was poking in my arm, and my head felt like someone had driven a stake into it. Reflexively, I let out a moan.
Silence spilled.
"Did.. did you hear that?" I heard a high, princessy voice ask.
"Yeah," a familiar voice answered. "She should wake up soon."
Suddenly, I felt pressure against my shoulder.
"Tanya?"
My eyes felt like they had been smothered in glue. I tried to force them open, but it was a battle.
"Maybe she's in a coma," the girl said.
Coma.
COMA?!
With that, my eyes snapped open. As
