It’s probably 2 A.M. in the morning, but I can’t be completely sure. There is no clock beside me for me to check, all I see is the flashing red circle of light above me. It feels like I am encased in a small room. Feeling the wall beside me, I know it’s glass, but it has another layer of something outside of it because of the flashing light on the ceiling.

Buzzing in my ear had woken me an hour e...