48 Flashback 14 (1/2)

May 4th, 2013; 4:58 am

I opened my eyes.

It seemed as though I was in a moving vehicle; there was a fluorescent light hanging above me, on a white padded ceiling. I could hear people talking amongst themselves, and the deafening blare of a siren.

Where was I?

A sharp pain seeped in at the back of my head, and I groaned, turning my head slightly to my right. All I could see were shelves hung open, as though they had just been ransacked, and a small stand with a bag of liquid hanging from it. I ran my eyes down the drip and stared at where it disappeared into my hand.

Why was I on a drip? What happened?

”She's conscious” I heard a woman say, her voice painfully loud so I groaned and turned toward the voice. The woman sat next to me in some sort of uniform, like a nurse or something, with a pen behind her ear, and her eyes trained on me.

I swallowed and searched for my voice.

”Where am I?”

The woman stared in shock, before leaning forward and kneeling over me. She reached for the bag hanging on my right and stared at the level of the solution left.

”How is she conscious?” the woman said and I groaned, because she was yelling and I already had a headache. I closed my eyes and swallowed when I heard someone else, male this time, murmur in response to the woman.

”Check her vitals” his voice was a lot quieter than the woman's, who moved to do as instructed. She slowly lifted my upper body into a sitting position, before retrieving a flashlight from her pocket.

”Follow the light” she said, placing a finger under my chin as she flashed the light in my eyes.

Headlights.

In a split second, I remembered the accident. The headlights, Lolita swerving, the car in the lake; everything before and after that, however, was completely blank. I had no recollection of anything that had happened at the party; it was as though I was hung-over.