Trust

I woke up in a room full of nothing. There was only the King sized bed with white bedsheets where I woke up, and a small table and a chair next to me, I think. I couldn't move that much.

"Ugh… this hurts," the window was opened, and the beautiful white curtains moved softly with the comfortable breeze. At least, the heated weather from before didn't manage to follow me here.

I sat up after a few tries, but the effort only aggravated the headache, "Goodness… sigh…"

My memory was fuzzy, I don't remember what had happened after we landed here, or someplace inside the City I believe will be my next battlefield. I knew he would bring me there, though, this place looked more like a mental facility than anything else. What with all that white in the walls and the bedsheets. Is he trying to make me lose my mind?

My head was hurting a little and my eyes were kind of blurry. Just where am I?