{DASHA}
Everything hurt.
My ears were ringing, my head a muddled mess. What the hell happened? And why did it feel like I was moving? The last thing I remembered was being on the ground. Nothing made sense right now.
Oh, shit. The restaurant had exploded. I was in an explosion.
What about Lorenzo? Was he okay? He'd gone to the restroom just before all hell broke loose.
I couldn't open my eyes, so I focused on my breathing. In and out. In and out. I tried to flex my fingers and my toes, just to see if anything was broken. Sore, but everything seemed to be in working order.
The ground tilted, and I slid to my right. I was in a car, one that had just made a turn. Was it an ambulance? I still couldn't hear, so I struggled to lift my eyelids.
