I heard the faint sound of a horse hooves and the low, rhythmic hum of a beep... beep... sound.
My eyes fluttered open, but I could barely see. I tried to move, but the pain made me flinch.
"Careful."
Huh? Was that Christy's voice, or Tyra's? My vision struggled to adjust. All I saw was a bright light and a face hovering over mine. I blinked several times, trying to focus, only to be greeted by the wrinkled features of an old woman. She opened her mouth, revealing crooked teeth that made me want to jump in fear, but I was too weak to move.
I closed my eyes and opened them again. The blinding light was gone, replaced by a warm glow and a masculine face leaning over me.
"How is she?"
I recognized that deep, throaty voice instantly.
What is going on? I tried to piece it together, but the pain in my head became so unbearable that I couldn't hold on. I slipped back into a dark void, leaving the world behind.
