Chapitre 4: Not Asians
After taking a good warm bath in complete bewilderment and embarrassment. Grace was now a little more used to the thing between her legs. Cleaning herself was a genuine challenge though.
Sleeping until evening gave her more energy and since she was curious, she went around discovering the room. A lot of gifts and flowers were sent to her..or him now. She couldn't read anything though. She didn't even know what her name was. She wanted to learn something about her condition so she tried to understand her patient's chart, which was written in symbols and characters that looked like a jumbled mess when partnered with a doctor's handwriting. Even just looking made her dizzy and she instantly gave up on her attempt at understanding something.
She quickly got bored with running around in the room and wanted to look out the door. Maybe she could even run away from this hospital. But there were a lot of loopholes in her plan. First, she didn't know where she was, second; she didn't know the language, third she didn't have any money lastly she couldn't open the room's door. It was automatic and would only open from outside.
Huffing who knows how many times now. She sat near the enormous window looking outside the hospital. It was winter now. And an exquisite view of the city was visible. Bright lights could be seen one by one as the sun left its place to the moon. Colossal buildings with sparkling lights in the white night. A marvelous view. Nicer than the one she had in her old room, but unfamiliar and far away.
Finally, the sound of the door opening was heard and footsteps were showing there was over one person coming inside the room. Grace didn't move from her spot. She just turned her head to the people coming inside, resting the side of her head on her knees that were pulled on her chest.
He looked like an ethereal fairy, little lights of the city sparkling behind him making a very picturesque scene. A delightful view, the men thought. The doctor that spoke to the young man this morning cleared his throat, feeling a little strange about finding a man, just like him, attractive.
He spoke in fluent English. "How are you feeling now? Calmed down a little?" The young man didn't answer him.
" I need to ask you some questions now you are fully awake. Do you remember your name?" Doctor asked while taking the clipboard from one of the assistant's hands, taking a pen out of his own chest pocket and clicking it open. The young man opened his mouth to say only one word, which the doctor was expecting.
"No."
The doctor wrote something on the chart and asked some other questions. What about your age, your family, school, company, city, day, year, etc. which all of them got the same answer. The last question why everyone was here was asked, which got the same answer.
"Do you remember your language?"
"No. Isn't my language English? I don't know any of the Asian languages."
The answer made everyone in the room confused. One of the other doctors asked, "What is the Asian language?"
It stunned grace. Why were they asking her this? Isn't it, their language? She frowned and lifted her head from her knees and stood up.
"Isn't it your language? Aren't you Asians? Why are you asking me this? It is your language." She gestured them with her hands.
Doctors exchanged a look among themselves and turned to her. The doctor she spoke to this morning answered her. "We are not Asians. I don't know what you are talking about. We are mori*. We are living in Mortis*."
Grace repeated the words inside her head. We are living in Mortis? We are not Asians?
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
ZuZu
ZuZu I'm not trying to insult or degrade any Asians and their language or their physical appearance. Because Grace was in the hospital all her life and they have to pay a lot so none existent tech devices. She does not understand how Asians from different countries look or speak. That's why she is generalizing them. I apologize if I offended any readers.
Mortis: Comes from Latin and means death. Same with mori.
You will know when you know why 'death'.
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