The rhythmic beeping of the machine was very loud in the silent, darkened room. The nurse, holding a clipboard, quickly and efficiently entered the date on the patient’s file. Once done, she placed it at the end of the bed before moving to the head. She gently fluffed the pillow adjusted the cover before she stood back. “You poor thing. You have to wake up soon so we know who you are.” The nurse sighed before she turned and started walking away, a gasp escaping when she noticed the person by the window. “Oh, hi there. You have come to visit her again?”
“How is she doing, Nurse Liza?”
Liza, as always, was captivated by the woman’s voice and appearance. She had the longest hair that she had ever seen with her eyes. It was deep red, her eyes deep green. She looked young, probably in her lat
