When Magenta wakes up, her throat is burning like hellfire, and she has trouble focusing at first. She can hear the beeping of a machine somewhere in the distance.
“Babe, how are you feeling?” Max’s voice becomes clearer, and she tries to open her eyes. Trying to focus.
“My dad.” Her voice was hoarse and her throat feeling raw.
“Sweetheart, do you know where you are?”
She shakes her head, but everything still feels so fuzzy.
“Rest, my love.” She feels his lips on her forehead and lets the darkness take hold of her again.
***
The pressure on her arm wakes her up, pinching her…
“OW!” She groans.
“I’m sorry, Miss Hart. I need to take your blood pressure.” A strange female voice says in a military-style way.
“Where am I?” She feels the burning in her throat.
“Try not to talk too muc
