When I woke up next, a new tray of food was settled beside my bed. I sat up slowly, biting my lip and looking around. I absolutely hated being in unfamiliar places, especially with cold people like that officer that questioned me. I sighed quietly, running a shaking hand through my red hair before reaching over to take the glass of water from the tray. I practically dropped it as my doctor came rushing in. I sighed at the spilled water all over me, and he apologized quickly, padding my chest down with a napkin. "That officer is giving me a hard time. I'm sorry my dear." 
I only nodded, unable to find the words to speak.
"There's a journalist that wanted to see you.. the town is so small, nothing interesting really happens here. You're the first even in ages." 
I rolled my eyes. I couldn't find the words to snap back what I was thinking, so I kept silent, looking down at the quivering cup of water.
"So can I please bring her in?"
I shrugged in answer, setting the water back down on to the tray.