"Loren?"
Maybe the person had been shaking me for a long time. It was really hard for me to open my eyes. They were all crusted shut with a large amount of eye gunk. I could hardly breathe through my nose because it was stopped up. My mouth was drier than the Sahara dessert. I might have moaned.
"Loren, wake up. I'm gonna call an ambulance if you don't wake up this time, Loren." It was Kyle who was shaking and talking to me. I managed to open my eyes. I couldn't remember where I was. I was lying on a bed in strange room with flower wallpaper and the light was streaming through the white blinds, hurting my very skin. I turned away.
"Can you talk?" Kyle said in a loud voice. "Loren, are you here? Your eyes are open...."
I didn't know if I could talk. I tried. I croaked, "Where am I?"
