Alicia's Mother's POV

I was having a  weird feeling in my gut that something was not right. So, I decided to check on Aly.

As I enter her room, the darkness envelops me. I head in the direction where her bed is supposed to be. The faint light from the window reveals the vacant bed. Where is Aly?

"Aly ! ", I yelled.

When I didn't receive a reply, I again shouted her name.

"ALY"

Where is she? I'm getting worried now.

First of all, I try to find the light switch. Extending my arm, I run my palm along the wall. My palm finds the switch. The room lightens up and I look around. There's the usual stuff and the door in the room.

Washroom!

I didn't check it ! How stupid of me !

"Aly? Are you in there?", I knock on the door. No reply.

I give the door a push. The door's not locked but still the door won't open further. I again thrust at the door. The door's jammed?

No. It's as if something heavy is laid against the door preventing the door from budging. I shove harder and the door opens further wide. The lean gap between the door and the wall reveals brown hair on the floor.

ALY!

All this time , it was Aly lying up against the door. I try to open the door further, softly, not trying to hurt her. I squeeze myself inside the washroom.

There is she, lying on the the floor. Her legs are curled up in foetus position. Her body is limp. There she lays on the ground unconscious. I quickly bend down on my knees and lay her head in my lap. I pat on her cheeks softly trying to regain her consiousness.

"Aly! Sweetie ! "

I rub her palm to provide her some warmth. And finally, when my attempts go in vain, I call doctor and Harry.

"What happened Amy? Why did you call me in such a hurry and why are you here?", Harry spurts his questions . When he finally notices Aly in my lap, he asks, " How did she end up here unconsious? Is she fine?"

"Harry, Can you please stop asking all the questions and help me lift her to the bed?"

Harry bends down and carries her daughter in his arms and places her on the hospital bed.

Dr. Harold appeares just in time.

"Doctor, I found Aly unconscious beside the washbasin"

I was trying to keep my calm together all this time. But, seeing Aly miserably whimpering, I lost it. And a tear spilled from the corner of my eye. Today, itself doctor said that she is recovering but I don't feel that.

"Doctor, Is she fine?"

"Absolutely. She is perfectly well except a little paced up pulse. But, it's fine. She will recover soon"

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"I think she's hallucinating", says Dr Harold.

"Hallucinating!?". In the morning, when Aly woke up, she talked about how she ended up in washroom, unconscious. But, she made no sense. Blabbering about something blood. On her hands. Smeared over mirror. Someone's presence. I was completely clueless what she was talking about.

"YES. It happens often to patients. The causes can be wide ranging. Sleep deprivation, neurological disorders, migraine and many other reasons. In her case, the cause might be trauma. Her brain's playing tricks on her and distorting her senses. She might be recalling her accident, and the brain illusioned her in actually visualising blood around her. It's nothing to worry about. As soon as her injury heals, this will fade away.

Actually, it might be a good sign. Maybe she's regaining her memory slowly. Remembering about the accident can be a first step"

"That's good news", said Harry trying to lighten up the mood.

"But, Harry , why did she faint?", I questioned.

"Hallucinations causes confusion sometimes  which may lead to unconsciousness", the doctor expained.

"Doctor, Is there any chance that she'll recover her memory?", Harry asks.

"Of course. There had been many cases in which the patients recovered their memory. There's a strong chance of that if she is again faced with the same situations as past. Or if she meets a person she has encountered in the lost past"

"I think I've got an idea", I announced.

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A/N

The chapter's a little short, I know.

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