The sound of different footsteps could be heard as Lilith gently opened her eyes. As she fluttered her eyelashes, she was astounded to discover a group of individuals all staring at her with worried expressions written all over their faces.
'What's going on?' Lilith inwardly questioned herself.
As Lilith's gaze shifted towards the floor, her eyes shone wide open. 'What the fuck am I doing on the floor?' She instantly questioned herself as she quickly rose from where she had been lying down.
"Are you dead?" An old lady asked Lilith, her brows arched upwards.
The old lady was in a pink flower gown and her hair had all turned grey while wrinkles could be seen all over her body.
The old lady seemed as if she was in her late ninety and she held a cane stick beside her, which she used in aiding her means of walking.
Lilith's eyebrows twisted in confusion. "Why should I be dead?" She weaved words of signed language with her fingers.
