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ing fee

pain pulses through my head like my head is about to

, I see worried eye

asks me. He looks like a jan

sk him, my voice

ospital, ma'am," h

ee me awake. She hastily pulls out a clipboard, flipp

," she says, and qui

ched, so I slide off the bed. My legs tremble under my weight, bu

drops. I don't know why. The woman look

e looks flawless with her long, rich hair. But that's not what unset

and lips but different hair. I stumble back, my heart hammering in my chest. I clutch my chest, panicking, my mind

l don't know her. I don't know myself.

on the door startles m

y. The nurse from earlier steps inside, h

a ton of bricks, but it doesn't feel

racing. "Yeah, I

en worried sick. He'll be h

Who's M

les, but I try to keep it steady. "He's the on

ages of a flash of light, the scree

ember anything,"

. It'll come back to you. Just take it slow." S

ly and do

the door. Maybe I'll find

e through my

man said, his voic

us on him. A kind, wrinkled face stare

ame out hoarse, as thoug

d, his tone soothing. "You were in

t everything surrounding it felt like a bla

d, but my thoughts felt

concern. "Your name i

something deep inside me,

e question left my mouth

ving me a reassuring sm

rying to focus on that name, but it was no

to comfort me. "It's normal after s

ing with the nurse from earlier. I walk towards the do

charged Miss Mis

going on, I always attend funerals that take place in my

othing to clear the fog in my mind. As Mr. Han walks slowly toward the fu

l my body stiffen. I watch as Mr. Han greets some p

a woman whose features mirror the unfam

, my heart pounds so loudly I

he altar, but suddenly, I'm kneeling in front o

he woman in the portrait blurs before my eyes. Yiso Kenoly, the na

ture of a dead woman making my whole bod

side, their eyes filled with tears. As they approac

me to run, but I can't. All I

gin to suffocate me, the world around