Hannah, can you hear me?” The voice came from very far away. So far away it sounded like an echo.
I don’t know where I am.
“If you can hear me, move your right hand.”
I can’t move my hand. I can’t open my eyes.
“We want to give you something to calm you down.”
The voice was floating in the air somewhere. Maybe it came from a bird in the rafters. Maybe it came from the walls. Maybe it came from inside my head.
“You’re safe. The doctor is here.”
Is the doctor a dream? A delusion?
There’s only darkness.
“Poor thing, you’re shivering.”
There’s a weight pressing down on me.
“This will help.”
A blanket, just a blanket.
“You’ll feel better soon, Hannah.”
If I could’ve laughed, I would’ve.
I might be crazy, but I know a lie when I hear one.