In a cold and unruly hospital ward, my consciousness flooded back to me, smashing me harder than concrete. Glaring light prodded my dry eyes, causing me to jerk upwards, grasping on to the icy metal bed railing to stabilize myself. There was complete silence aside from the persistent ticking wall clock that my heart danced to, every heartbeat ringing throughout my body. The taste of my foul and acidic breathe fused with hints of metallic blood that came from my cracked desert lips, so revolting, acid refluxed up my throat. My body was in such a horrid condition, I was barely human. The wallpaper peeling off the walls like resembling my flaky and dehydrated skin that was deteriorating off of me, mountains of paper scattered around the room,
