I let the wolves performy several check-ups on me as they make me read and speak what is written on a board. I don't speak another word as I swim in depression. I look around the white room and smell the familiar disinfectant. I am back, aren't I? To a world where my male still sleeps. Elriam hands me a cold glass filled with a bitter drink but I still gulp it all down with no expression or protest. "How many days?" | That is all I ask her. "Five." She replies. "You could have woken up earlier. But your body did not respond." She continues. I stare at her blankly as the memory of the field takes over my thoughts. "Is that so." I say. She sits on the bed slowly looking into my eyes. "Did you not wish to wake up?" She questions me a look of fear encaged in her eyes. Silence envelopes us and as we stare at each other. Her body trembles as she prepares herself for my answer.