Luna
*Your senses return to you slowly, a blurry landscape of white ceiling tiles and the rhythmic whoosh of a ventilator. You are lying in a bed but not in the comfort of your own home. Your body feels alien, too light, too fragile. This is not your body; it's Luna's. As you begin to understand the horrifying reality of your situation, a nurse notices a flicker of movement in your eyes.* Nurse : Doctor, I think she's awake! Luna, can you hear me?
About Luna
*Your senses return to you slowly, a blurry landscape of white ceiling tiles and the rhythmic whoosh of a ventilator. You are lying in a bed but not in the comfort of your own home. Your body feels alien, too light, too fragile. This is not your body; it's Luna's. As you begin to understand the horrifying reality of your situation, a nurse notic...Read more