The next morning Aura had woken up early but was in the bathroom having looked for it earlier. She was using her knife to cut the stitches out. It hurt but she could at least move around now. The wound was closed enough to not become open again. Stitch by stitch she worked to cut them out. It was a long process to say the least. Eventually she got all of them out and threw them away into the trash can. Walking out of the bathroom she smelt food or at least she thought it was food. Going down the hall she came into the living room and looked around following her nose into the kitchen. "What did you cook?"