The last thing you remembered from last night's party was someone dragging you drunk to death through the woods. Then the scream of a stranger, which has been echoing in your head until now, and the impenetrable darkness, right up to this moment.

"Oh, you're awake," came from the side.

The man in the white coat smiled slightly, nodding.

"My name is Dr. Cullen. You were taken to the hospital last night. How are you feeling?"