The white walls of the hospital and the sharp scent of antiseptic were now fading behind her like a blurred memory. The scene shifted into a deep silence, settling inside Lily's bedroom. The golden light of the morning sun pierced through the curtains of the window and fell gently across Lily's face. Lily took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes. For a few moments, she could not even understand where she was. She looked around herself—the same old room, the same wooden ceiling, and the same soft mattress.
Lily suddenly jolted upright, her heart pounding like a high-speed engine. Her mind was tangled in deep confusion. "What… what is happening? I was in the hospital. There was bloodshed everywhere. Those terrifying demons of Orobas were killing innocent people. Mercy, Serena, and I… we were fighting! Then how did I end up here on my bed?" Lily clutched her head with both hands, as if a storm of memories was raging inside her mind.
