My mothers voice became quieter as I lied on the wooden floor.
There was a click, then a scream. Then the world went dark.
I woke up to a bright light shining in my eyes. There was a constant beeping, along with a presence leaning over me.
¨Thank God!¨ A distressed voice cried out.
Arms were wrapped around me in an almost life saving hug.
¨Baby.¨ a deep voice called.
Blinking to regain my vision, I spotted a familiar man.
He wore a dark blue uniform with a 'S' on the breast pocket. The collar was crooked and the bottom of his shirt wasn't tucked in. His khakis looked professional, except for the dark red stains on them.
I tried to life my arms, but the shocking pain stopped me. Looking down, I saw that my wrists were sewed shut my a blue string-like fabric.
¨Dang!¨ I yelled, kicking my feet like a young child throwing a temper tantrum.