An unbarred window let light in freely and looked out onto trees, green trees swaying in the breeze, instead of my unyielding firewall, the walls shone white and smooth, the ceiling above me was white and high-I really was in a new, different bed, and in fact it wasn't a dream, human voices were whispering softly behind me.
zuri eta leun distiratzen zuten paretek, zuri eta garai ageri zen nire gainean sabaia: benetan, beste ohe berri ezezagun batean nengoen, eta noski ez zen ametsa, nire atzealdean giza ahotsen xuxurlaketa apala entzuten zen.