When I’d remembered the blood and dirt coating my skin and seen the contrast to these clean, fresh sheets, I’d known a moment of stark panic. Too dirty for this untarnished white, I’d thought. And I desperately didn’t want any of the guys to see me naked. My undernourished, damaged body aside, being naked in front of anyone, especially while unconscious, left me feeling like hundreds of insects were trying to crawl up my throat and out of my mouth.
