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Hilda's POV

I opened my eyes, and it felt blurry. I swiftly tried to lift my hands, touching my face to see if I was blindfolded or something, but I was stunned to my bones to discover drips hanging out of my hand, and the other hand had bandages on it, which made me more confused. I then looked at my body, and I was wearing a blue gown.

Where are mine, and what happened to me? Why am I in a hospital gown?" I questioned myself while staring out through the windows while I lay down.

I tried to comprehend where I was and what brought me here, but sadly, my vision became more blurry and my head spun. I wiped my face the third time, but there was no significant change. Rather, it became clear that I couldn't remember anything, and I felt sick of that.

"How did I get into this place, and where are mine?" I questioned myself in a very low tone, and fear swelled up while I peeked through the windows from where I lay but wasn't able to see more.

I started to assume that I was in the hospital.