I blinked several times before feeling the warm blankets neatly tucked in. I was on the bed again as I leaned against the soft mattress. I pulled myself up to sit down and lean against the headboard. I turned my head as I realized there were absolutely no picture frames with their sharp edges nor the ceremonial daggers and shield. There were only shelves full of the same colourful crystal bottles. It must have been Alex who got rid of them.
I had no way to escape from the room now. Having nothing to do with almost the room empty and bare, I opened the drawers beside me, curious about what medicine they were using on me. Surprisingly, they opened quite easily. None of them bothered to lock the drawers. Maybe because quite a few of them were left open on the shelves.
I turned the bottle to
