You Need Some Milk

'H-huh...?'

A strange feeling washed over me, a sense of disorientation.

'Where am I?'

As consciousness slowly seeps back into me, the first sensation I noticed was the distinct softness underneath me.

A squishy, comforting warmth enveloped me, cocooning me in a sense of safety.

I felt small, as if the world around me had expanded exponentially.

A sharp contrast to the last sensation I remembered - a piercing cold that ran through my veins.

'What is happening?'

I felt a sudden pressure against my lips, a hard, warm object. Then, a flood of something liquid in my mouth.

It was a taste I recognized immediately, even in my disoriented state.

A taste imprinted on my soul.