The drizzling rain kept falling, with faint sunlight piercing through it all, sneaking through the curtains' gap and into the room, chasing away the dimness and bringing a hint of brightness.
This building looked quite old, with green vines crawling along the cracks and pipes into the windowsill. There wasn't much furniture inside, apart from some living essentials, there wasn't an ounce more.
The girl on the bed slowly woke up, the first thing she saw was the white ceiling, and as she smelled the familiar scent of disinfectant filling the air, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
This was a ward, but unlike the usual crowded ones with several people, the girl clearly had a special status, having the fortune to obtain a private room in this dreadful place. Although her freedom was limited, compared to those who had to wear straitjackets at all times, she was really quite lucky.
Lucky… lucky my ass!
