What she woke up to this time was worse. The remnants of a pleasant, recurring dream faded, taking away the soothing whoosh of a waterfall and smile of the faceless man. She was left with a headache that beat at her skull too hard for her to even groan. As soon as she flinched, pain shot through her neck and most every muscle she possessed. She felt like she’d been hit by a car. And as dim, blurry memories emerged through the murky surface of her brain, she realized she wasn’t far from wrong. The accident! She’d hit a wolf, and more importantly, a man. She hadn’t even helped him. Was he all right? Damn, had she blacked out in the middle of trying to render him aid, leaving him to die? Her eyes flew open at that, and when the sharp edge of pain in her skull eased up a bit, she glanced around slowly. She wasn’t outside anymore. She was lying in a strange yet oddly familiar room. The scents and sounds were like a second home, even if the cool, blue-white walls, ceiling-mounted television, and sterile furnishings didn’t register in precise memory.
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