Page 66 of Born in Sin (Phoenix #3)

Celina couldn’t move. Her mind and body seemed to have completely disassociated, leaving her floating in eternal limbo. Someone draped a towel over her as they carried her into the school building. The world went fuzzy and then dark.

Someone was sobbing, loudly…very loudly.

Celina flinched, trying to move away from the sound.

The ground beneath her was rocking, shaking from side to side, like a ride in the amusement park her father used to take her on.

She wanted to get off. She was so sick. Why did her hands hurt? Why did everything hurt?

Lights. So many lights. Celina blinked, everything was so fuzzy. She tried to wipe her eyes with her hand so she could see clearer. But her hands wouldn’t move. So heavy. Everything was so heavy.

The sobbing was happening again. Who was it? It was okay, she wanted to say. Whatever it is, it will be okay.

She felt a needle prick her arm and her eyes got heavier. Her body, on the other hand, felt weightless.

“Shock,” someone murmured. Who was it? She couldn’t see.

Yes, shock! She wanted to nod along. This crying person was in shock about what happened. But what happened? Celina felt her mind fracture, her thoughts splintering into a million pieces.

Shock, she thought dimly. So much shock. And then the world went blissfully dark.