<strong>Maddy</strong><br/><br/>Maddy felt her head slowly clear as the drugs Helen had given her began to work.  Her eyes felt like they had a ton of sand in them and it took rapid blinking to clear before she could see clearly.  There was a man standing near her bed, although he gave the distinct impression he would rather be anywhere but there.  She coughed a little, fidgetting to get comfortable, her bottom and back were sore and pressing against the pillows.<br/><br/>"You're a different one" she said in a gravelly voice, her throat felt like she had swallowed some broken glass.  "Am I allowed a drink?  My throat is raw" she said, coughing again, her head pounding slightly with the movement.