InsaneJournal

Back Through the Dashboard [Narrative]
"Well, sooner or later our Jane Doe has to wake up."

Jo woke up to the feeling of a brick hitting her in the head, and wondering how exactly her brain hadn't gotten bashed in. Everything felt numb, even before she opened her eyes to see where she was. It felt weird, to say the least. She was pretty sure this had never happened to her before, and she was certain that whatever feeling this was, she would do anything to not feel it again. She swallowed as she opened her eyes, feeling the brief satisfaction of something going down her dry throat before it instantly became dry again. She blinked.

She was facing a while ceiling. She briefly wondered if she was dead or worse. Moving her head slighty, she winced at the brief pain that she felt as she reached up to feel a white bandage over a spot on her head. Confusion was the first thing in her mind. When had this happened? She tried to move anything else. It took a while for her to feel her toes and for them to move. But nothing suggested where she was, not even when she propped herself up on her elbows to take a look. Well, she was on a bed, which was something. Her clothes were gone too, and a weird piece of clothing that wasn't hers was on her. She didn't like this, the feeling of knowing something yet not knowing something at the same time.

Her hands felt strangely empty despite the wires in her skin. She wasn't sure what belonged there, but she felt an emptiness as it seemed to hold something invisible for a moment. Turning her head, she brushed her hair out of the way, wondering if anything was ever going to be the same.

"Where am I?"