When I came to my senses, I found I was in a white, clean room. It was unlike any room I had ever been in before. Everything seemed so much cleaner and brighter than I was used to. It even smelt clean. There was no one else in the room, so I figured I must have been here long enough for them to leave me to sleep on my own.
I felt much better than when I was in the forest, so I must have slept rather a long time.
There was a bench in the corner with some strange looking devices on it. Some of the smaller objects almost looked like something a healer might use, which would make sense as I'd assumed that man brought me to a healer. However, there was a larger device which looked like a flat, black, rectangle suspended above the bench that I couldn't figure out.
Ignoring it for the time being, I lifted the white sheet off myself and slowly swung my legs around until I was sitting on the edge of the hard bed with my legs dangling off the edge. I noticed I was just wearing a flimsy, pale, blue gown type article, and I saw that my black coat was folded on the chair against the wall.
I stretched my toes out, which I saw were completely bare - with no feathers in sight, and slid down onto the cool, hard floor. I pushed off the bed and padded quietly towards my coat. There was a body length mirror next to the chair, and I paused glancing at it.
I'd never seen my reflection so clearly before. I couldn't remember seeing one of these objects. It seemed to be designed for looking at yourself. The best I'd ever seen myself was in a lake's reflection. I filed it in the same place in my mind as the black rectangle, and I wondered where exactly I was.
Slipping off my gown, my reflection told me I did not look nearly as bad as I thought I would. Someone had obviously sponged me down and brushed my hair, as the only noticeable feature that was off with me was how thin I was. It was sickly. I looked gaunt, my ribs stuck out and I looked as if a breeze would snap me. Not very aesthetically pleasing. Anyway, I couldn't wait to get my hands on a decent meal.
With that thought in mind, I picked up my coat and wrapped it around me like a layer of fat and comfort, before gingerly walking across to the door.
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On the other side of the door I found myself in a long corridor, which looked slightly more familiar. Instead of white walls, it looked as if I was in an old, grand house. Not one that I'd ever been in before, but one that I'd dreamt about. Although this house seemed slightly bigger and slightly more advanced.
I made my way along the wooden floor to the end of the corridor. Without really knowing why, I turned left and kept walking.
I could hear some voices ahead, and they spoke in a similar way to how the man spoke.
"Heya Jube! I betcha can't catch me!" A feminine voice yelled.
"HA! Just watch me Kitty!" Another female voice screamed back.
I vaguely caught the gist of what was going on, and it sounded like a game of tag.
Sure enough when I neared an open door, two teenage girls rushed out after one another. The first girl, startled as she saw me, literally screeched to a halt.
"You're the girl Logan brought home?" She asked me breathlessly.
I looked at her, confused. "Who?"
"Ya know, big grizzly good-looking hunk?" She rolled her eyes while grinning.
Because I definitely knew what a hunk was. What kind of language is this?
I must have looked even more confused, because the girl behind her stepped in and nudged her friend.
"It's okay, we were all new here at one point, but I betchar' lookin' for the Professor's office, right?"
I nodded, not really understanding her, but the Professor sounded like someone who knew what he was doing, so I listened to the girls' instructions on how to get to his office. Whatever an office was.
As I started walking off in the direction she pointed me, she called out after me.
"When you're finished, come and find us. You look about our age and we can help you fit in to lessons and meet everyone."
I turned and sent a small smile towards her, before continuing walking. She seemed nice enough. I'm sure the other girl was nice too.
Although, I don't think I am their age. For some reason, I have the feeling I have been alive a long time, even though I can't remember much of it.
