Eden’s Point of View

I could hear a constant thud, the sound wasn’t externally, it was internal, inside my head; like my brain was over functioning. I became aware of my surroundings, pain returning to my body, and a stiff sigh escaped my parted lips.

“Fuck.” I cursed underneath my breath as my eyes fluttered open, meeting warm colors against the reddish brown wall—that seems to be made of wood by the way. A familiar, yet unfamiliar scent tickled my nose, like cinnamon mixed ...