Chapter Hundred and one.

When Alexis woke up, her eyes found a different ceiling on the roof. It was white in colour whereas at home it was cream in colour. 

She moved her eyes around a little and found people surrounding her yet she did not say anything, not having the power to do so and went back to the dark world of unconsciousness.

The next when she woke up was to an irritating beeping sound. She had a cringe her face and slowly opened her eyes.

"Madam," Agatha whispered. "Are you in pain, should I call someone?"

"No..lights," she muttered, as her eyes fell victim to the bright lights in the room.

"Ah, yes." Agatha immediately shut them off since it was the day time and the certain did the worst job in minimising the light from the sun to come in.

Agatha walked back to the bed and saw Alexis open her eyes and look around the room. "I must call master." She whispered to Alexis. She didn't want to, but she had too.