101|Few Scratches

~Elena~

My pulse racketed in my head, an ear-splitting noise rang in my ears. I peeled my eyes open, squinting at the blinding light above me. I tried again, making out the blue sky with thin strips of white clouds moving at a snail’s pace.

“Elena,” Gavin’s voice sounded as if we were in a dungeon. His calm tenor bounced off the walls until it fades. “Elena, can you hear me?” I focused on his ques