Cold.
Dark...damp.
And "ouch!" what is that, a stake?
Faith groans as she opened her eyes, preparing for the bright false light of a hospital bed.
-drip- -drip-
Still not quite focusing she feels along her arms.
No IVs?
-drip- -splash-
-drip- -splash-
Suddenly her eyes fly open. She sits up on what she thought was a bed, turns out.
Concrete, bars for windows, leaky walls and ceilings.
"Where the hell am I?"
She'd meant for it to be strong and brash, it came out hoarse...a mere whisper.
How long have I been in here? Where IS here? Where's...
"Buffy!"
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Hot.
Bright...white...light.
"Ow," a stake shoved up my arm?
Buffy groans as she slowly opens her eyes, hoping to shield them from the blinding sterile room.
-drip- -drip-
She reaches down and touches the IVs hooked up to her.
I hate IVs.
-drip- -splash-
-drip-RIP-BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP-----
White hospital, pristine sheets, lofty windows.
A door opens to her right.
"Buffy, it's me Willow, sit back down how are you feeling?"
Something's not right.
"Where the hell am I?"
She'd meant for it to be a whisper, slightly hoarse if anything, but it came out strong and brash.
Willow cowered.
"We don't know."
We don't know? WHERE is here! How long have I been here? Where's...
"FAITH!"
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