A blindingly bright, migraine giving light shone in Winters eyes. For a moment she thought that...maybe just maybe she was in heaven. Or, for even less than a second, could she be being reborn? To a loving home? To freedom? No. She was in a bed. And not her own ,that was clear. It was rigid and hurt her back. But as she saw the needles protruding from her arm and the wrap around her left knee Winter figured that a sore back was most likely the least of her problems. A hospital...the hideous blue and white checkered gown she was in was a dead giveaway. The door,to what she now knew was her hospital room, clicked open. A nurse walked in (sha-shayed might be a better word). The nurse was one of "those" girls. A clone copy, bleached blonde and spray tanned orange."Okay Ms. Black I'm here to treat your knee and check to make sure your hypothermia has passed." Hypothermia? What's wrong with my knee? Why am I here? She nearly screamed at the nurse, restraining herself so that the questions came out as a startling yell. "You've been awake several times and asked me this every single time. But I guess it's mixed in with the fever dreams." Winter was so...disturbed. Entire conversations that she didn't remember? "To answer your questions. You jumped into a river. A freezing river. Course you had hypothermia. And as far as you knee goes. When your body drifted back up to the surface what we can tell us you snagged your leg in something and got a very nasty cut. It's incredibly infected. But...you're here because someone saved you. And before you ask, no we have no clue who it was." The nurse left shortly after that. Winter was alone surrounded only by her thoughts. If there ever was a time for a distraction now would be it.
