[hr][hr][h1][i][color=6ecff6][center]Elizabeth Hawthorne[/center][/color][/i][/h1]
[hr][center]Location: Emergency Room
Interacting With:  Amy Chang [@Lady Amalthea][hr][hr][/center]
Elizabeth’s mind soon calmed down, enough anyways to remember that she had been attacked in the woods by two different people and then was helped to the hospital by Danica and then by doctor and nurses of said hospital. She glanced over at one of the nurses who had a look of shock on her face as she stared at Elizabeth and then when she made a comment, asking if she was Jesus, her face gave off a perplexed look, [color=6ecff6]“Am I Jesus? What are you talking about?”[/color] She had no idea what happened when she [i]‘blacked out’[/i] and she didn’t really have an idea what was going on now, but obviously it was something strange if, what felt like everyone, was staring at her, like she came back from the dead or something.

Whilst she was still trying to figure out what was going on, her senses began to pick up on certain things once more, such as Amy’s heartbeat as well as the medical staffs’ and some people just outside the ER. Her nostrils flared slightly as she smelt blood from open wounds that were being treated as well as blood bags and medical waste that had blood on them, like a pleasant fragrance to her, all these senses calling to her, like a soft whisper, just on the cusp of being heard.

She was broken from her highly focused concentration of what her senses were picking up when Amy addressed her, what felt like a threat and Elizabeth was even more confused by that now, [color=6ecff6]“What are you talking about? Why would I be craving brains? What is going on? All I remember is feeling weak before and then I passed out...I think, then I wake up and my injuries are gone and people are looking at me like I just rose from the dead or something.”[/color] Elizabeth responded slightly heated, unbeknownst to her that she had actually died and felt like she had just held her breath for a long time before it eventually forced her to wake up.

[color=6ecff6]“And could you do something about these lights? They're rather brighter than I’d prefer.”[/color] Elizabeth added, squinting slightly as she used her hand to shade her eyes, the florescent bulbs feeling incredibly bright to Elizabeth, though they were the same brightness as before the power went out.

Something strange was going on here, it didn’t make sense to Elizabeth why she was healed now, why she was being gawked at and why her senses were suddenly much sharper than before, she knew she shouldn’t be able to hear Amy’s heartbeat as well as others, at least not without her ear being directly on their chest or with a stethoscope, but she could hear them clearly as if she did one of those two things. Not to mention smelling blood as if it was directly under her nose and sure, those things could be smelt in a hospital, but not so far away and most people usually found it unpleasant, but not to her, it currently was a pleasant aroma that wanted to draw her to it’s source and that was equally confusing; perhaps she’d get some answers from Amy after she figured out what was initially going on.