Vincient roughly made his way to Hannah's ward. He was in a mess, lean and dirty to look at. The man appeared as someone who had lost his word.

Opening the door, he staggered in but then frowned seeing Hannah laying in the floor.

He took slow steps approaching her.

"Hannah?" He called lightly but didn't get any movement from her.

"Honey, why are you sleeping on the floor?" He asked shaking her body.

His eyes dart around the room after perceiving a strange scent. His eyes caught a strange container on the table. With slow movement, he reached for it and gasped when he saw what content it is....