{Why is it that, even though we are surrounded by so many people, we still feel hurt and alone? Is it our frugal nature, or are we meant to deserve these?}
"Where am I?" Yinlan's voice trembled in the oppressive darkness that surrounded her, the weight of confusion and disorientation settling like a heavy shroud. She found herself standing alone on the cold, unforgiving floor, a stark departure from the fleeting warmth of the hospital window's edge where she had sought solace just moments ago.
The memory of the hospital window lingered in her mind. She was sure that she was sitting on the edge of the hospital window, so how did she come here?
"Where did the hospital go?" she wondered aloud, her words swallowed by the darkness that seemed to stretch infinitely.
