Damien's POV
The very first thing that came to Damien the moment he awoke was a dream. But he couldn't remember exactly what it was.
Then everything else followed all at once. A throbbing ache spread through his body, like fire burning under his skin.
His ribs felt as though they were going to burst. His chest seemed to burn. Every breath he took felt like a knife slicing through his throat. For a moment, he really thought he might have died.
Not until the rest of his senses returned. He could hear the faint beeping of a monitor, even the soft shuffle of footsteps outside the door.
He had no idea where he was. When he opened his eyes, all he could see was white. White ceiling. White walls. Everything looked so clean and too bright.
"Where the fuck am I?" he breathed.
He blinked longer, until his eyes adjusted to the lights. His heart drummed loud enough to drown out the machines.
