Ada
It was dark when Ada woke. The instant she opened her eyes she knew she wasn’t in her own bed. In fact, she wasn’t sure she was in a bed at all. Though the surface she lay on was soft and quite comfortable like a bed, there were no equally soft and cozy blankets around her.
Realizing all of this took only an instant to register and made Ada try to sit up which resulted in her bumping her head. She reached up and her hands met a hard surface covering her.
Ada immediately panicked. Her breathing picked up and her heart rate accelerated. She banged on the cover trying to get it to lift.
“This can’t be happening,” she thought, frantic. She could only think of one place that might be this dark and have a lid closed over it. “It’s not possible. I’m not in a coffin. Not a coffin. No!”
With a heave the cover lifted and she had to immediately shut her eyes against the bright light filling the strange room.
“Wh…?” she muttered and blinked away the tears that immediately flooded her vision. “Where am I?”