Mia lay in the small bed, wrapped in a soft blanket. She was not alone. No one would leave her alone. Two alien medics, one male and one female, stayed in the room with her.
She was grateful that they tended her wounds. She was no longer in pain. They appeared to know what they were doing. She was also happy that they fixed her vocal cords. She was no longer mute. She knew she couldn't try to talk yet. It might mess up what they had done. It needed time to heal before she tried to speak. It gave her something to look forward to... being able to talk again.
The door opened, and the male medic came in; he had the tubing device used for feeding in one hand. Fear filled her eyes. She did not like being fed using that. It was painful, and it made her choke. She felt like she would die when they had used it on her earlier.
