Prologue: The Accident

It happened so fast.

One moment, I was walking, and the next, I was waking up in the ICU of some strange hospital in some strange city.

Where was I?

I look around, and see the room is stark white, with the exception of the single red rose sitting in a vase next to my bedside table. There was a card attached to the vase, but I don't have the energy to sit up, let alone reach over and read the card.

I scrunch my eyes in a feeble attempt to stop the tears from falling.

Why was I crying?

What am I doing here?

Who am I?

But my mind seems to be repeating one question in a loop.

What happened to me?