Chapter Seven

Lunzie opened her eyes and immediately closed them again to shut out a bright sharp light that was shining down on her.

“Sorry about that. Doctor,” a dry, practical male voice said. “I was checking your pupils when you revived all of a sudden. Here” - a cloth was laid across the hand shielding her eyes - “open them gradually so you can get used to the ambient light. It isn’t too strong.”

“The door chock hit me in the chest,” Lunzie said, remembering. “It must have broken some ribs, but then I hit the back of my head, and ... I guess I was knocked unconscious.” With her free hand, she felt cautiously down the length of her rib cage. “That’s funny. They don’t feel cracked or constricted. Am I under local anaesthetic?”