Oussika

Red. Black. Red. Black. Slowly drifting back into consciousness, Ny was vaguely aware of pulsing light. Red. Black. She was seing the light through her closed eyelids. Red. Black. Suddenly she felt fluid in her mouth and nose, as if she were trying to breathe underwater and coughed it all out. Red. Black. She was pretty sure she had caughed up more than water or mucus, by the sound of it. She didn't really want to know what was still on her cheek though. Lazily, she tried to pry her eyes open. They were gummed shut. Red. Black. She tried to lift a hand to rub her eyes but it was tingling and oddly asleep. She bumped her forehead with her own hand instead of reaching her eyes. She then tried to flex her hands but they wouldn't entirely respond. Her hands felt swollen and she couldn't bend her fingers properly, she couldn't feel her fingers touching her palm at all, either they weren't touching or she wasn't registering the pressure. Red. Black. Sleep had been so nice, she tried to