Imagination Chapter 2
Chapter 2 I woke gradually; very gradually and with a blinding headache. I was aware that I was lying on my back and that I appeared to be on something reasonably soft, probably a bed. Wincing at the bright white ceiling, I was sure I didn't recognise it, particularly the lampshade and certainly not the quite ornate ceiling rose above it. Moving my eyes a little - even though it hurt to do so - I didn't recognise the wallpaper or the curtains either. I came to the gradual conclusion...