The sound of the Holter monitor echoed in the silent obscure room. A small-figured woman could be seen lying on the bed, motionless.

The door of the room slowly opened, allowing a glimpse of light to enter the dark room. A manly silhouette entered the room.

His face wasn't visible yet his light gray eyes shone in the darkness. He spoke words the woman could not hear, however his lips seemed to have pronounced the name "Dia".

Everything seemed to have deafened around her as she stared blankly at the wall in front of her.

The man shed a few tears while talking. Before leaving the room briefly after an hour, he had removed one of the tubes stuck to the woman's veins.

Dia didn't groan, or frown nor did she shift her gaze towards the man; she remained immobile.

The man exited the room, closing the door behind him.

Shortly after, the heart machine rang loudly, sending alerts to the nurses and doctors.

A nurse hurried inside and turned on the lights. Panic overwhelmed her as she desperately tried to stop the woman's heart rate from dropping. She glanced at the tubes connected to her body only to discover one had been removed. She hastily plugged it back, waiting for the doctor to arrive.

"He should have arrived by now!" She whispered, trying to stop her shaky hands.

The doctor rushed inside the cabin however quickly stepped back outside once he saw the nurse shaking her head after examining the patient; she was no more.

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As if struck by an electric shock, a young lady jolted awake from her deep sleep.

She shifted her gaze from left to right; she was surrounded by a crowd of people she didn't recognize.

She tried to speak however she was interrupted before she could make a sound.

"She woke up!" A middle-aged old man exclaimed.

"Finally!" A blonde-haired middle-aged woman spoke.

"Thank god! I didn't want to di-" A dark-haired young man sighed in relief.

"Shh, brother!" A blond-young girl harshly pressed her elbow against the young man beside her.

"Wh-what?" The young woman slowly rose from her bed, weakly.

She hadn't moved for years while she was in the hospital and now was able to make movements freely although her body shook.

Her face beamed at the realization however that didn't last long when her gaze fell on the piercing gazes thrown at her by the strangers in front of her.

"Get ready," the old man spoke in a cold tone.

"Huh?" Dia looked at them in confusion.

"No need to get ready! And you! Your acting won't work with us! Get in the carriage!" The blonde-haired middle-aged woman shouted as she stepped closer to the one on the bed.

Before the young lady could arrange her thoughts, she was pulled out of bed ruthlessly and brought outside the building by the dark-haired young man.

Dia was shocked at what she was witnessing once arrived outside; there was a carriage in front of her, not a car. No buildings were in sight if not for the gigantic mansion behind her.

"Where am I?!" She wondered, her heartbeat racing, fear overwhelming her.

Before she could ask anything, she was thrown into the carriage.

"Wait! What's going on?!" She shouted, looking behind through the window once the carriage started moving.

"Go and stay that crazy husband of yours! At least you will be useful to us this time even if you die in the process! Don't you dare come back with your nonsense!" The blonde-haired young lady shouted.

Though blurry, her face had lightened up with a bright smile on her face once the carriage had reached further.

The young lady furrowed her eyebrows upon hearing that blond girl. Did she talk about dying?! Why would she die?

Didn't she already die, although this place didn't seem like hell?! Was she sent to death's door once again only to die again?!