5/10 I would read on, considering I’m curious about what’s going on, but I’d like to see a bit more going on. Movement is vague, is something pushing glasses around? Making a mess? I think this is a case where I’d like to see a bit more than that to make a more accurate judgement. Depending on what happens next could take it from a 5/10 to a solid 10/10
White ceiling. Inoffensive lighting. Soft bed. Warm blanket. A constant thumping from somewhere.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump .
The noise was driving Hadley mad, but she couldn’t do anything about it. She still hadn’t been able to move since waking up to that noise. It pounded in tune with her headache, traveling through a neural network of brain vessels to deliver payloads of white hot pain. Who or whatever was doing it, Hadley decided already that she hated them.