我是在一声尖叫中醒来的。

脑子里嗡嗡响， degradation of consciousness made me dizzy. I tried to push my eyelids open, but it was as difficult as climbing a mountain.

It was a dark and cramped room. The windows were covered with thick curtains, preventing any light from entering. The air in the room was stuffy and filled with the smell of decay. I lay on a hard and narrow bed, and the coarse and rough bed sheet made my skin itchy.

"Ah, it's so itchy!" I messageType and twisted uncomfortably.

Just as I was about to get up and change the bed sheet, a burst of pain suddenly shot through my head, making me fall to the ground.

"Ugh..." I groaned and covered my head with my hands. I felt as if my brain was about to explode.

After a long while, the pain gradually subsided. I pushed myself up and looked around the room. It was a simple and primitive room, with only a wooden bed, a small table, and two chairs.

I don't know how long I was lying on the bed, but I felt that I had recovered a lot. I got up and walked to the small table. On the table, there was a cup of water and a small bowl of medicine.