Elena's POV
I opened my eyes and realized I was now in a room with wooden walls. I saw a small table to my right and two chairs beside it. Two cabinets were standing next to it. The ceiling was also made of wood, like the walls, but no mold was growing on the surface.
"Hi, you're awake. How is your feeling?" the woman standing next to my bed greeted me.
"Who are you?" I asked. I didn't recognize this woman. Her face was warm. She is probably the same age as my late mom.
She was beautiful, with long wavy hair and ocean-blue eyes.
"I'm Patricia, don't worry. I'm here to help you."
"Did you help me last night?" I asked.
"Did you change my clothes too?" after realizing that the clothes I had been wearing on my body had changed.
The woman smiled, then nodded. "Yes, I changed you. You we
