Chapter 112 Ava: Waking Up

Darkness.

Light.

So cold.

It burns.

My lungs ache.

Something's holding me down.

There are whispers. Prayers, I think.

Chaos reigns in this hazy world. Something beeps incessantly.

I'm sweating. My hands are too warm.

… up.

What's that?

… Ava, you…

Who's that?

… can you hear me?

I struggle to reach the voice that calls me, but something sucks me away again.

Frustration simmers, but I'm too tired to fight it.

Ava, you have to wake up.

There it is again.

I know you can hear me, because I can finally hear you.

Hear me? Hear me what? Am I talking?

Yes.

No, I don't think I'm talking. I'm too tired. My body is crushed beneath the earth. Fire ate every last bit of me. I drowned. The air was sucked away.

You're alive. You're asleep in the hospital. You're just fine. You just need to wake up.

No, no.

No, no, no.

Waking is pain.

I remember the pain.

will be no pain, Ava. Just wake up. Come back to

No way.

in this hazy

come back. This is not where

I feel

won't die,

Alive.

Alive means death—

that's enough. Wake up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You

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scraping against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes indistinct.

Ava.

comforting. Grounding. I try to speak

weight of her head resting on my hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She's there, silver

Relief colors her

heavy and thick. "What happened?" The words scrape

I want to protest but exhaustion

name, but I'm

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a heart monitor. The chemical scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against

eyelids are heavy but I force them open. The ceiling swims into focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights.

relief

asking me questions, one talking over the other. It's painful to my

long was I out?" I rasp, my

whines softly. We were

Lucas asks, way too

you feeling?" Lisa pipes

gut. I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak and uncooperative. Selene helps, bracing her body against mine, and both

entire process that leaves

stock. My limbs feel stiff, atrophied. A needle pinches my hand, connected to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk, and that one's connected

around my waist.

waver, dizzy. You've been through

cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa.

hole

"What happened to me?"

my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort, and

wolf is trying to emerge.

moon. To be whole. But now, with all the strangeness surrounding my heritage, the idea fills me with trepidation. I flick a glance

She's way too

be afraid, Selene soothes, sensing my unease. This is natural for

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