GIRL'S POV
Everything felt heavy. My limbs, my eyelids, even the breath caught in my chest.
Was I still sinking?
There was darkness, velvety and endless. But far above, I remembered a light. A ball of fire in the sky.
Then I felt hands—strong ones—pulling me from the cold. Moments later, warmth enveloped me. It was strange, yet somehow familiar.
It didn’t make sense—none of it did. Maybe it was a dream. Maybe I was still drowning. Or maybe I’d crossed into some place where people go when they die. I couldn’t tell anymore. So I let the darkness, the warmth, wash over me completely.
I stirred after what felt like an eternity. My throat burned. My chest ached. My skin tingled with cold. But I wasn’t dead.
I was wrapped in something dry, thick, and warm. Blankets.
Slowly, I cracked my
