157 Quiet and Hide

- RORY -

Details that don't make sense start filtering into my vision, and then I realize I'm squinting and my head hurts. I groan and try to sit up, because apparently I'm lying down, but everything feels so heavy, especially my head. 

Someone walks into the room, and I expect to see Westin. What room even is this? What happened? 

But the guy isn't Westin. Did I have some kind of procedure? Was I in an accident? This isn't a hospital, though. There's a lot of wood here… like a cabin. I'm surrounded by wood. 

"Who are you?" I croak out, squinting at the man who came in. 

But then I wish I hadn't, because his face is mangled. This must be a nightmare. Some kind of nightmare. Why am I sleeping? Was I drugged?