"Arya?" A voice reached her ears, but she couldn't recognize who the voice belonged to.
"Arya, where are you?"
"I'm here!" She called back, but where was 'here'?
Arya looked around, first in confusion, then fear. Where the hell was she?
She felt groggy, almost like she had a hangover. Her brain couldn't focus, and she couldn't even feel her own body. She felt like she was paralyzed.
"Arya?" The voice became louder. Whoever it was was getting closer.
"Here!" She managed to say, hoping that whoever was calling out was a friend.
Her eyes felt heavy, and soon, she was surrounded by darkness.
"Arya? Arya?" The voice sounded far away.
"What happened to her?" Asked a male voice.
"I don't know. Could be stressed or sleep walking.." said a female voice.
Arya groaned. Her head felt like someone had hit it with a hammer.
The conversation immediately stopped, and Arya felt a hand touch her head. "Arya, are you alright?"
