Chapter Fifteen

The first thing that she became aware of was the smell of  chemicals torturing her nostrils. She felt like something was stuck in her throat that smelt like wood mixed with more chemicals. She could not lift her hand to scratch away the annoying smell,something was pressing her body had onto whatever she was lying on. She was no longer floating on the clouds.

Robyn willed her body to move but it was being very stubborn. Was she dead? That could not be, she would not smell things if she was. Then again what did she know about being dead, maybe this was what the after life was like. Someone opened one of her eyes and flashed a very bright light. She screamed in her for the person to stop but her mouth did not move. What the hell was wrong with her?

All of a sudden she felt light weighted and began floating again. She welcomed the sleep that was strongly embracing her, gladly falling into its pit. There was peace at last.