Players...stands...pain...ground...pain again...people...

...more people...

Floating?

Having felt as if she was in a huge daze, hearing people speak and then silence before noise filled her ears once again and finally silence once more, the fallen quidditch player lay on the bed quite still before opening her eyes. Ugghh. Her head hurt. And her back. And...

And WHERE was she!? HMMM!? She recognized that smell. Needless to say, she didn't like it. It was too...CLEAN smelling.