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"When do you think she's going to wake up?"

"I want to see who everyone has been talking about."

Aurora couldn't sleep with the voices nearby most likely talking about her. She wanted at least one more hour of rest but the voices had done their job and woke her up fully. They stopped when something loud hit the floor and they screamed apologizing to someone. She didn't have the slightest clue what just happened and she wasn't sure if she wanted to find out.

Aurora sighed looking up at the roof of the room she had woken up in, noticing there were hanging pots with dried-up flowers right above her. "Isn't that dangerous?" She thought out loud, sliding away to the other side of the bed so that if any of them dropped they wouldn't hurt her. "So this was my room here?"