Liz didn't know where she was. Nothing made sense. She kept seeing men in white coats. Was she sick? Considering the number of times the doctors injected her and took her blood she must be really sick. Liz didn't fight the doctors when they came, she figured they were helping her. She struggled to sit up in her bed. She was feeling less lightheaded and dizzy today. She looked around. The room looked didn't a hospital room. Where was she? "Hello? Anyone there?"