Amon Yardley, Amon Yardley…

Taya searched for this name in her mind, but she still couldn’t recall anything.

She stared into his eyes. She was full of doubts and eager to know more information.

But it appeared Amon didn’t want to talk to her anymore. He got up and walked out.

Not long after he left, a blonde nurse with blue eyes came in.

As she helped Taya clean up her body, she whispered a few words in Taya’s ear in a language Taya didn’t understand. French, maybe?

She didn’t say anything else and left after cleaning Taya up.

After she left, Taya looked around what she could see of...