My eyes fluttered open, head aching, heart skipping a bit before it settled down into a more natural rhythm while I did my best to make sense of the foggy surfacing memories floating around in my sore noggin. The acutely acrid scent of chlorine assaulted my nose, warm, moist air making me choke a little. I tried to focus, something hard and damp under my cheek, my hand slipping over what felt like tile as I blinked at the edge of concrete rimming an impossibly blue pool of ...