Night.
I had no idea where I was. But far away, I thought I could hear the ocean crashing. I saw the shadowy contours of a sterile, boxy room, and tried to move my head to speak. "Wheeerree…," I slurred, unable to form even a single word. Then Alexa suddenly appeared, hovering above me. "Shhh," she said, putting her finger to my lips. "Wheerrrree I ammsssshhh." Gibberish. "Don't try to talk." I looked up at her. I felt frightened and alone. Then another figure appeared behind her. Round, moon-faced, cherubic. I knew him from someplace. I couldn't remember where. "Lay still," he told me firmly. As I felt myself slipping away, I almost had his name. Tony something.