My eyes flew open and I sucked in a large breath.

Who was that little girl? And why did she seem so familiar?

I tried to get up, only to realize I couldn't. I only briefly wondered why until I heard a swish of fabric and some footsteps.

Footsteps? Where are they?

I tried to turn my head but I couldn't, I couldn't even move my face, just listen and look at the dust motes in the air.

Dust motes?

I looked at the dust motes, engrossed in the pretty colors, floating around; I looked around the room as much as my restricted body could. I was amazed in the details, the grains in the table, the small web a spider was making in the upper corner of the room, so many things. The swish of fabric came again and the footsteps, only the footsteps were different this time, lighter, more...female. My ears twitched towards the sound. Success, some movement, I then felt tingling in my face, I must have been too distracted to notice it in my ears, it was a very annoying feeling. Next I tried to see what else moved, my whiskers twitched.

Whiskers? Did I always have whiskers?

I searched my memory, but there was nothing there, just.. blankness. I was too disturbed to notice the the rest of my body was thawing until my foot twitched, then my other foot. I stopped pondering over my loss of memory and waited. The tingling continued up my body, with the occasional twitches from elbows, or knees, or another part of my body. When the tingling stopped, I spent the next few minutes slowly moving my body, and getting adjusted to it. I then learned I had paw-like feet, hands with sharp nails, a tail, and I could smell everything. The scents of the room smelled like... a hospital, very sterile smelling with bleach and some other cleaning materials. Then I paused, how did I know that a hospital looked like, much less smell like? Then a swarm of questions filled my head.

Where was I? Who am I? What am I?