Chapter 93 Ghosts From The Past

• Cara's pov
• I regretted the moment I opened my eyes. Light, blinding and harsh, burst into the darkness like a bomb. It stabbed my vision, forcing me to squint and recoil. The stark contrast between the still blackness I'd been in and this sharp brightness left me disoriented. As my eyes slowly adjusted, the ceiling above me began to seem clearer, my hazy mind working like a puzzle to figure out where I was.
• “Cara?” A voice I'd recognize anyway spoke into the loud silence.