"Oh my God," someone sniffled. "Oh my God, he's awake."
I opened my eyes slowly to see the figure…..Riri.
No.
No, no, no.
My heart started pounding.
This wasn't right.
"How…." My throat felt dry. The word barely came out.
She grabbed my hand slowly. "Hey, hey. Easy. Don't freak out. Nurse said you might be confused, okay? You took a really bad hit. You scared everyone."
I swallowed and forced myself to look down.
Still those long fingers. The small scar near the knuckle. Russell's hands.
My chest tightened so fast it hurt.
No.
I was supposed to wake up somewhere else.
I was suppose to wake up as myself…in my own body.
"Hey," Riri said softly, squeezing my hand when my grip went slack. "You're okay. You're here."
Here.
Blue curtains, a tiny chair pulled too close to the bed. I was back in silver vein…still in year 2000.
I shook my head, slowly.
"No," I whispered.
Riri blinked. "No… what?"
