Haven’s POV

Pain woke me before memory did. It was deep consuming pain, everywhere at once, like my body had been sticked with needles. I screamed but the room answered me with silence. Only the faint, mechanical hum of emergency power and the smell of antiseptic that had been abandoned too long.

I lay there, staring at a ceiling light flickering weakly above me, my thoughts scattered and sluggish. Something was wrong. Horribly wrong. My body felt… incomplete. Unbalanced. As if part of me ...