On the Table

There is a vague haze. You can't quite figure out where you are.

"They're awake," you heard. You think you see a finger pointed in your face.

"Can you hear me?"

"Mmf," you say.

"We need to know your parts," the voice says. "Did you have a penis or a vagina?"

"Mmmfa," you say, not sure what that means. You think you see a nurse in the background scribbling something on a pad.

You fall back into the darkness. You feel things moving around, you see a face in a mirror. Not sure if it's yours though.

You fall into what is either a memory or a dream.