At the station, Darica who had tried her best to hold, finally couldn't hold up and ended up blacking out.
By the time she opened her eyes, it was already the next day, and she was in the hospital, an IV connected to her.
Feeling a bit dizzy despite the treatment, she couldn't help but be in a daze as she curiously glanced around, wondering where she was.
Raising her hand to scratch her itching forehead, a clanging sound was heard as she felt something restraining her right hand.
'Oh! It's not a dream!' she dazedly thought as she saw the chain cuffs on her before returning her hand back to her side.
Using the uncuffed hand, she scratched her itching forehead, only to see that it was bandaged.
'I might have fallen on my forehead when I fainted!' she guessed before looking around, her thoughts wandering far.
