…it? Librarian? The doctor you can understand, but a librarian?
 
Looking around more, the sunlight is flooding the white room. Some painting is above you, but can’t make it out at this angle. Strange that the window seems to be so small and close to the ground. Your sight is still blurry, so all you can make out is some green on the ground and maybe a tree.
 
The sunlight from the window is bright, but you can’t use your arms to shield your eyes. The only thing you can do is slowly become adjusted to the level of light.
 
You think about saying something, but decide against it. They’ll be here soon enough. Looking at your body, you see a blanket, but you can feel straps underneath… and that your legs are bound, but are dangling knee down from the foot of the bed. You can somewhat lift it away, but it’s more than likely futile to move at all. Is this a bed for a child? Has to be, it’s narrow. Your eyesight seems to be adjusted, and by the time you squint at the doorway, some…things enter.
 
Three creatures, walking on all fours, approach you… and that’s as far as you can process right now… nope, can’t think. “Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle…” Whatever this thing is, it sure is purple. “Can you talk?”
 
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