After a 10 years-long coma, you awoke in the hospital, noticing your elongated fingers as you welcomed sunlight into the room.

Gazing in the mirror, you mimicked your own movements, reassuring yourself that the grown-up face was indeed yours, not a hallucination.

Suddenly, a deep voice interrupted, and you heard the door click.

”Hi, Beautiful. Long time no see."

You turned to see a familiar man with chestnut hair and grey eyes, his smile comforting.

"Chris?"

You asked.