Wait, What You Mean I Got Reincarnated As A Heroine In Another World? Chapter 34 - 25 - Amnesia

At that mont, everything felt dark and empty. Hollow, and devoid of substance.

But suddenly, a beam of light struck the outer surface of my eyelids, as if forcing to open them. Slowly, I blinked, allowing a sliver of white light to penetrate my vision. It was reflected from a rectangular object attached to the ceiling, which was white, covered with vertical and horizontal lines forming a grid pattern.

The room was dominated by white — the floor, walls, and even the ceiling. Even the furniture and equipnt around were matching, all blending into the blinding pale tone. I turned my head to the right for a mont and saw a row of silver-colored tools made of tal. The soft, rhythmic beep of a machine echoed in the background, almost like a slow pulse that filled the space with a subtle sense of unease. I couldn’t place where the sound was coming from, but it was constant.

In the corner of the room, there was a strange rectangular object mounted high on the wall, its surface a smooth, glossy white. It had a long line of narrow slits running across it, through which cold air blew out, making the room feel both dry and cool. The air moved silently, and I could hear a faint rustling sound when it shifted. It seed to co from the boxy object — maybe that was a way of making the room feel comfortable? I wasn’t sure.

The space around seed almost too clean, too bright. It felt as if I wasn’t ant to be here, or at least, I didn’t belong in this world of white.

I turned my head to the side again, trying to take in more of the surroundings. The bed I was lying in was soft, much too soft for my liking, as though I had been lying here for an endless stretch of ti. The blanket was light and thin, and beneath it, I could feel the weight of my body pressing against the softness of the mattress. But there was a strange kind of heaviness in the air that didn’t match the comfort of the bed.

I heard footsteps, and then, a woman appeared in the doorway, her figure frad by the blinding white light from the hallway behind her. She was dressed in a spotless white uniform that covered her from head to toe, the fabric smooth and sterile-looking, almost as if she were part of the room itself. Her head was covered with a simple cloth, the sa color as her uniform, leaving only her face exposed.

Without hesitation, she stepped into the room where I lay, but as soon as she saw , she stopped in her tracks, her hand flying up to cover her mouth. Her eyes widened, and she blinked, taking a step back as if to retreat. A mont later, she left the room without saying a word.

Still half-dazed, I slowly closed my eyes again...

"Kairi... Kairi..."

"Kairi..."

The voice was soft, gentle. It was different now, not the harsh beeping that I had been hearing before, but a calm, human voice. It reached , and my eyelids fluttered open once again. The woman in white was still there.

This ti, she was accompanied by a young man. He looked to be in his twenties, dressed in a clean white coat that hung loosely around him, like sothing you’d see in a movie about doctors. His eyes were hidden behind glasses, which he adjusted slightly as he stepped forward, a serious expression on his face. Around his neck was a strange tool that looked like it might belong to a dentist or a chanic, though I had no clue what it actually was.

"Where am I? Who are you? What happened to ?" The words spilled out of before I could stop them, as though I needed answers to explain why I was lying here, confused and unable to rember anything.

"Calm down," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "You’re in the hospital. I’m the doctor overseeing your recovery. You’re in good hands. You’ve just undergone surgery."

Without a second thought, he placed one of his tools on my chest and listened to my heartbeat. The cold touch of it made flinch slightly, but he didn’t seem to notice. Then, he checked my pulse by feeling both of my wrists, pressing gently as if waiting for sothing.

"Okay, your pulse is steady. Your blood pressure is normal. You’re doing well, Kairi."

"Uh... Kairi? Who’s that?"

The young man blinked in confusion. "You don’t rember? It’s okay, don’t worry about it for now. Let check your head."

He gently lifted the edge of the bandage wrapped around my head and glanced at it, nodding to himself. "It looks good. No signs of infection or swelling post-surgery for head trauma."

"Head trauma, what’s that?" I asked, my voice hoarse, still trying to understand what had happened to .

Reflexively, I touched my head. It felt like sothing soft and smooth was wrapped around it, a gentle, textured covering.

They both fell silent. The nurse looked at the doctor with a sour expression, almost as if asking him not to discuss the matter.

"Oh... it’s nothing. By the way, do you rember...?"

"Do you rember anything? Anything at all?"

I tried to rember. Faint glimpses of events surfaced in my mind, both real and hazy.

"As far as I rember... I just fell when I got out of bed. I... I..."

The words trailed off. There was sothing nagging at the back of my mind.

"If it’s too much, don’t force it," the doctor said, offering reassurance.

I nodded faintly, then continued in a hushed voice.

"I slipped and then... fell unconscious."

"That’s it?"

"Yeah... that’s it."

"But doctor, wasn’t her condition critical just yesterday? How... can she be awake?" the nurse asked hesitantly, her voice tinged with disbelief.

The doctor looked at her and smiled faintly. "Call it a miracle."

"But... doctor, she might not rember everything."

"It seems... her mory might fully recover."

"Really? Doctor... this is a gift from God!" she exclaid half jubilantly.

"Yeah, but don’t jump to conclusions too quickly. Rember, her family has been calling since earlier. They’re worried."

"We need to communicate this slowly. Let them know the tiline without overwhelming the patient. They can visit later, but without pressing her for details on her condition or mory. The patient is still in recovery."

"Got it, doctor. The sedatives are still available."

"Alright. Since everything seems stable, I’ll leave. There’s another patient I need to check on."

The doctor smiled and then left the room.

The nurse looked at and smiled gently. "Kairi... get so sleep, okay? I’ll give you a shot so you can rest and recover quickly. Is that alright?"

I didn’t fully understand what she was saying, but her smile felt sincere. As if I were soone important in that room, even though I was just a person lying there without mories.

Without saying anything, I nodded faintly.

The nurse smiled warmly at . "Rest now, Kairi. You’ll feel better soon."

I nodded faintly, too exhausted to say anything more. She injected sothing into my arm, and I felt a warm, sleepy sensation begin to spread from the needle’s point. It felt soothing, almost like the heavy weight of sleep was pulling deeper into its embrace.

The lights dimd. The sound of footsteps faded.

Suddenly, there was an odd sensation, like the air was shifting, the room growing colder or perhaps just quieter. I couldn’t tell, but everything around seed to stretch and bend, like I was being pulled sowhere else, sowhere deeper, sowhere darker.

"Selene! Selene!"

"Ah..."

I gasped, startled by a sudden voice calling that unfamiliar na. I had no idea who Selene was, but sohow the na didn’t feel foreign. It felt far more familiar than the na "Kairi" the doctor had used earlier.

"Who... who’s Selene?" I murmured to myself, but before I could even process the thought, a new voice answered.

"Selene... you’re daydreaming, aren’t you?"

A girl my age stood before . Dressed in a black uniform with a hood, paired with elegant brown patterns. Her gaze was cool but focused, as if she had been waiting for to wake up.

But... wait a second. Where am I now?