"…."
Aoife blankly stared at the white ceiling of her room. Her mind was still a jumbled mess, and she could hardly think at all.
The only thing she recalled was waking up in the middle of the street with other people.
They too seemed dazed and confused about the situation.
She tried asking the people who had come to rescue her, but all they responded with was, 'We'll let you know after the investigation.'
"….What does that even mean?"
Aoife was frustrated.
Not just with them, but with herself too.
Something had clearly happened, and given that she couldn't remember a thing, she had been dangerously close to dying.
All of that without her being able to do a thing.
That feeling…. Aoife squeezed her hand.
She hated that feeling.
"Haaa."
Aoife closed her eyes and sunk herself deep into her own thougths.
"Dum~ Dam!"
She quietly hummed to herself as she did so.