These words wake me, but they sound strange. I understand them but there’s a delay, like my brain is processing another language. I force fatigue out of my mind as I shift my gaze around a poorly lit room. My heart skips at the sight of unconscious bodies, all neatly tucked into green organic looking pods.
Help!
I try to scream, but nothing comes out. Muscles disobey commands as I fight to move, like in the moments after waking from a nightmare.
“Relax.” The voice is almost a hiss. “It’ll all be over soon.”
