Yassine Dahmaz

I Woke Up During Surgery

As my eyes slowly fluttered open, a disorienting haze enveloped my senses. The sterile scent of the hospital filled my nose, and the rhythmic beeping of machines echoed in my ears. Blinking, I tried to make sense of my surroundings, only to find myself lying on an unfamiliar operating table, encircled by blindingly bright lights.