Azalea
My body is heavy as my mind tried to clear. This fogginess was vaguely familiar as I tried to wake myself up. Soreness crept over me as I became aware of my body lying on a hard surface. “Ugh,” I let out a weak groan. I tried not to panic as I slowly reached my hands up to my stomach and rubbed it. I felt a small flutter, relaxing my worry.
Feeling beneath me, I realized I was lying on a cement floor. After a lot of feeble effort, I managed to push myself up to sit with my arms supporting me. I blinked my eyes, trying to clear away the fuzziness. I was in a dim room with cement walls and a cement floor. There was one door on the wall across from me and a tiny window above me, letting in the smallest amount of light. My eyes started to acclimate to the dark, and I noticed a vent c
