Lihua rapidly blinked her eyes at him and watched him in a stupor. "Huh?"
She looked around her once again. The room was pretty dark with little to no light. It was quiet and silent with her resting on a long patient's chair. There were only two men inside the darkroom, one of which suddenly said that she was his wife.
Wife? I don't even know who they are. Am I not-
Suddenly, she stopped thinking as a question arose in her mind.
Am I not...what? Wait a minute.
Who am I?
She tried to think of something, anything related to her life, but it was all blank. There was nothing that came to her mind. Her name, family, childhood, friends, school - it was empty. She tried to recollect hard, but in the end, she still couldn't come up with anything.
There were no memories at all. It was dark and empty.
How is it possible? My name. What is my name?
