Liana POV
The rhythmic beeping sound is the first thing I register, followed by muffled voices and somebody crying softly. The room is dark except for a dim light coming from the hallway.
Where the hell am I? I groan involuntarily as I turn my head towards the light. I blink a couple of times to adjust my sight. Suddenly I remember the wet, cold bathroom and my struggle to get out. I must be in the hospital; I realize as I look at the monitors next to me. But how did I get here?
I want to move but my entire body is stiff and sore as if I had tumbled down twenty flights of stairs. I fight the fatigue that is threatening to consume me and look around once more. Two figures are sitting in the corner, and I focus on them.
“Carol?” I croak as I recognise her and Drew. She is sitting on Drew
