**Kait**

I wake to the sound of dishes clinking nearby. White sunlight permeates the room as I slowly open my eyes, not fully registering where I am. I look around and see I’m in a bedroom with white curtains hanging over open balcony doors.

A table sits next to me, laden with food and water. Steam flies up from a small teacup filled with dark liquid.

I’m lying in a plush bed, the white covers coming up to my chin, blanketing me like soft clouds. The bed is so ...