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Post by L.V. Cook on Mar 20, 2013 0:00:10 GMT -5
Lights filtered through the darkness and there were strange noises. Voices, she guessed, but what were voices? This young woman lying gently was not quite sure what to think or do, so she let her body answer the questions for her.
So bright, the clear white light bore down on her as her eyes opened and she had to blink away stinging tears. Suddenly all the strange noises were so much louder and a voice exclaimed coming over to her. A face appeared before her, asking so many questions. It took a moment for her mind to filter the rush of sound into words and sentences she could recognize.
"Mam, can you hear me? Ms Cook?" The woman seemed to stammer on asking all kinds of questions that she was not prepared to answer. The woman began unhooking wires and cables from her, constantly asking if she was in any discomfort.
It took a good amount of time, but at last she was out of that strange place. Though these surroundings were completely strange to her. As though it had been decades since she had even walked in shoes. With a small amount of money in her wallet and the knowledge of her name 'Lenora Vivian Cook' she Ventured forth, with open eyes, full of wonder.
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