Movement was coming slowly back to Maya Dem, the mother of both Amy and Gary Dem. Having been in a coma for a long time, she was regaining her movements, but her muscles still weren't listening to her.
Right now, White was on one side, and Amy was on the other, both of them pushing and lifting her up together. As they did, they managed to settle her into a wheelchair carefully.
“Did I gain weight while I was in the hospital?” Maya joked, seeing the two huffing and panting.
“No, we're just not used to this stuff. If anything, you look like you’ve gotten lighter, Mum,” Amy answered, which was true based on her inability to eat a decent meal for a long time.
Once again, a loud sound could be heard, and the floor started to shake. They were unsure if it was noise from the outside or from within. It wasn’t as bad as the last shake they had felt, but it was still worrying.