Adam found himself lying in bed, under the warmth of a thick quilt. He was teetering between deep slumber and wakefulness when suddenly a familiar voice called out to him.
"Welcome home, Adam," said the voice, her tone warm and happy. "When did you get here?"
Adam frowned ever so slightly.
This voice, he wondered.
Could it be…
His heart pounded in excitement. He wanted to immediately open his eyes and greet his dear sister. He hadn't heard her voice in so long. He hadn't… seen her… in so long.
…For so long.
The frown on his face deepened a little.
Wait a minute, he thought.
Something's… not right.
Why would she be here? Didn't I…
His mind felt sluggish from… whatever it was that he was doing earlier. He couldn't remember anything. All he knew were two things: that his mind felt terribly slow and that he wanted to take a look at his sister.
"What has gotten into you?" Said the voice, her tone full of warmth.
The voice belonged to none other than Anna.
