Annabelle sat up on the bed in the infirmary room she had been taken to. The bed, the sheets, the room and the clothes that she had been given were pristine white and perfectly clean. The room had that hospital smell.
The medic Ning had checked her for serious injuries and had said that she was fine physically but had still insisted that Annabelle should rest in this room. Apparently there were concerns about her mental well being. She wasn't surprised. After everything that had happened that was entirely reasonable. And with her history Annabelle had been told before by less diplomatic people that she was considered high risk.
No doubt these people knew about her past. They would have access to all of her records. Annabelle looked around her for a moment. Her mind was hazy in that not a
