Prisoners of War - Chapter 14

I woke up two days later, my arms and legs strapped down to a bed. My shirt felt wet and my mouth felt dry and tasted of vomit. I had an IV in my left arm, but I couldn't feel it, I still felt numb. I laid there in that bed in confusion for hours, and as feeling returned, I realized I had a catheter, which was very uncomfortable, and pain swept through my body. …

…still able to keep her ethics, to deny the devilish cravings that presented themselves in front of her. She even for a moment thought of herself as Eve, only she was able to turn down the apple. She smiled, and to her surprise was able to drift off into a pleasant sleep. She was happy, if only for a moment as the pain subsided and her worries ceased. She didn't need drugs, she had hope.