Florence felt it, the stitching and the poking of needles in her skin, though the silence disturbed her. Normally they'd talk to her, they'd speak to her like a baby or a dog. She inhaled, though she was shocked to have inhaled the scent of gas instead of the anti bacteria substances in the lab. Opening her eyes, she looked around. Her vision took a while to slid in, and when it did, she hadn't known whether it was a miracle or whether things had gone to hell. She was dizzy, but she was slowly washing the numb feeling away.
It took a while, though it seemed when she withdrew her arms and her legs from the machine, she wasn't use to walking. She fell face first, only being kept somewhat upright due to her shaking arms. She felt nauseous, shaking for breath and looking around. What happened?
