Everything felt so hollow and it was absolutely full of nothing. Just continuously falling deep into some vacant space. And it seemed to go on endlessly…
Nevertheless, something deep inside her urged her to wake up. Something stirred and it was telling her that it was a dream she was currently having. Perhaps it was that extreme odour that was not exactly unpleasant, but the pungent smell was stinging her nose and it wasn't what Nill expected at all, to say the least. She couldn't quite replace a word for it at the moment; however, it was rather familiar and this acrid scent reminded her something from the past. Something that she hoped to avoid.
Dull bright/green eyes snapped open only to look directly at the resplendent light coming from, of course, the florescent lights. Quickly, they blinked away for it was burning them, and instead, tried to adjust to the room, which was all completely…white. Blinding white. No wonder it was so intensely bright.
Where…am I…? This isn't the Church…
Nill sat up slowly to observe her surroundings better. Her eyes were becoming used to the brightness by now, and she noticed three other beds nearby, which clearly meant that she was sharing this room with strangers, and examining at how everything was neatly organized here, she realized that she was at some hospital. There was also oddly no one else present, except for her.
She suddenly wondered if her wings were okay. Nill, herself, was feeling alright with the exception that she was clueless to this situation, but she didn't feel hurt or anything. Well, her wings really held no purpose in her life as of yet — still, they were very important to her. As she carefully glanced over her shoulders to see if there was anything strange about her wings, she flexed them slightly over and over until she was satisfied with the fact that they were in a good shape.
Then, her eyes caught a glimpse of a red barcode on her pale skin. She wondered why she haven't seen it before. What was this doing here?
What has happened? She tried to think what could have occurred before she came here — she tried to make some sense out of this.
Then, it hit her. Just like that. Though her memories started to come vaguely at first.
A while ago, or at least that’s what it seemed like, she was being taken away by a couple of men in white. They just appeared at the church all of a sudden, and Nill was alone at that time, worried about Haine and everyone. They were trying to calm her down, she recalled, for she was struggling to get free, and they were telling her that she was apparently infected. But what she was infected by, they didn’t clearly say, she thought. She remembered that it was a very serious one though and thus, she had to be treated at once. She had to leave her only friends and home immediately.
Why was she infected? What was she infected by? She didn’t feel any different. Was she supposed to feel ill?
The air around her was slightly cold, which somewhat made her wanted to go cover herself with the blankets on the bed she found herself on. However, Nill decide to walk out of the room, trying to see if there was anyone — a doctor perhaps — who could help her or if she could get some answers somehow. To be honest, Nill hoped that someone would be able to understand her, since she was mute and sometimes, that led to trouble of communicating. There were some people, more or less, who didn’t get anything what she was trying to say. But still, it was worth a try.
Besides, if she was really infected by something, she wanted to get healed as fast as possible.
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