CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED SIXTY-THREE

I hated that smell, which was the first thing that hit me.

Groaning, I am turning around as I hear a sharp noise and my attention is on the faces that are looking at me.

They are so familiar. Someone with white rushed to where I was lying down on a bed, and the rest of the faces looked like they were waiting for a verdict from him.

He said something and the rest of them disappeared.

He was the only one in the room as he examined me. Furthermore, he held my eyes open and searched inside, bringing out a touch of light as he scanned inside my eyes.

I wish I could see what he is doing, I wish I knew what the hell I am doing here.

Finally, the sounds that rang in my head went away, and now I am staring into his face.

“Are you okay? Do I feel pain anywhere? Mr. Anderson” He said, looking into my eyes.

This man knew me, am I, Mr. Anderson?

I couldn't seem to think of anything else as I just looked at him.

He motioned to someone, and they came to where he was standing.

He took a syr