#Chapter55
-5 hours later-
I woke up feeling so exhausted but for some strange reason, I was on the bed.
/"Did I sleep walk?/" Nah, that's impossible. I vaguely remember that I was in the floor so how... Whatever. It's too late to be racking my brain like that.
I got up and washed my face then looked at the time to see it's passed 10.
/"Damn. It's late./" I said as I cracked my knuckles.
As soon I started, I immediately froze and looked at them.
/"My fist is not broken anymore./" I turned around and checked my back from the mirror to see it's completely healed.
Not a single scratch.
/"Okay. Someone was here but who would heal my wounds./"
/"My grandmother? No that woman is too selfish./" I started walking downstairs to go get something to eat.
I looked at the dark hallways and crept down slowly.
