˙ VALKYRIE

First, it was the bang in my head. Next was the blinding light, which I didn't know came from.

I closed my eyes again. They fluttered aggressively then opened. They met the ceiling—a white, decorative ceiling.

I glanced around and winced as the pain wouldn't stop. The room was almost small but neat. A small chair lay against the wall to my right.

And on the left side was a table with too many things on it that I couldn't name.

I rested my arms and tried to drag my leg off ...