Annabeth's Pov:
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Ugh, what was that sound? I already have this major headache, I don't need some random annoying noise to add to that. I don't really feel like opening my eyes, I'm too tired to actually do something that requires energy. I check my senses, and I go through sound first. Hmm, voices murmuring in the background, but also that dang beeping! Okay, I smell disinfectant. Disinfectant? Ummm, okay, that's a little strange. Taste, well, nothing in particular. See? Oh, gosh, I actually have to open my eyes for that one. Forget that. Feeling. Bed sheets, soft comforter, and numbness. On my legs. Oh gosh no. Please no. Come on, legs, move. Move, for Pete's sake! But I can't move them. I finally stretch open my eyes, and I realize I'm in a hospital bed. I peek under the covers at my legs, and I almost pass out from what I see. New skin patches. I had to get new skin? What happened? Well, I guess it at least explains why I can't move my legs. Aftermath of surgery. Okay, I relax for a second, but then it all comes rushing back to me. (A/N: Haha deja vù) The gunshot, the bomb. Oh gosh no. What's happened to everyone? I try to get up, but then I remember I can't feel my legs. I can't feel my legs? Oh god. I've been up for a while now, so even if it's just aftermath of surgery, I should be getting some feeling back. I check my senses again, and realize I can't feel anything below the middle of my back.
Sorry it's short... I'm kind of at a writer's block now. Not completely sure what to do. I'll come back when I get an idea.