RUBBY

I woke up to a throbbing headache, my mouth felt dry and my body ached as though I had been hit by a truck.

Groaning, I shifted under the thick yet unfamiliar duvet.

"What? Where am I?" I muttered.

My head kept banging; it even had to involve my eyes; for some minutes, I shut my eyes, allowing the pain to subside before I spoke again.

Panic surged through me when I opened my eyes and still noticed that I was in an unfamiliar building. The ceiling had no Rapunzel drawing on it, ...