DC: Donovan Manor (Complete)
[When Ashleigh woke again, it wasn't in her bed at the hospital. There were no beeps of equipment, no rails on the bed, nothing that indicated that it was a hospital in the slightest. Instead, the bed was comfortable, spacious, the covers thick and luxurious. But despite the pleasant surroundings, she was still injured, still aching in her bandaged-covered wrists, and her head still felt tender when she dared to give it an exploratory touch with the tips of her fingers.
Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, Ashleigh slid out from beneath the covers to stand, still clad in a hospital gown, though there was a robe laying nearby that she tugged on, knotting the belt loosely at her waist.]
Hello? [She called out, hoping that she wasn't alone, that there was someone here that could perhaps explain what was going on. She padded out of the bedroom into the hallway, calling out again.]