She's in too much of a haze to notice a thing as she stumbles toward the source of the ring

Rubbing her head Amanda moaned and struggled to sit up. Waking in a haze of confusion wasn't all that new but she couldn't help but feel something was wrong as she swung her legs off the bed and struggled to stand.

"I feel so weak," she said, the words coming out a slur, as if her mouth wasn't used to words.

Stumbling on trembling legs she made her way to the bedroom door, and stopped for a rest. The ringing that woke her continued, and she walked to the couch, holding the back of it as she made her way toward the kitchen and front door.

Amanda was vaguely aware of the swaying of her breasts, dimly realizing that she was naked. The fact that the heavy drapes were gone and the wall-length plate-glass windows were open to the bright sun and multiple apartments facing hers was not at all on her mind.

"Hold on," she told the ringing, but just as she reached the source it stopped. Nonetheless she reached forward to answer...