Sweet dreams, Katherine

It was half-past eight in the morning of August 25th and Hillcrest Hospital was having a busy Saturday.

Inside Dr. Evan's clinic, Katherine laid comfortably on a chaise lounge while Jeffrey sat in an armchair across her. He leaned slightly forward and gave her some instructions but unlike the last time, her consciousness remained though she kept her eyes closed.

The room was quiet and still, only Jeffrey's voice could be heard while Damien sat on the sofa, keeping his gaze locked on Katherine. "Think of your memories as… storages. Every memory is locked up inside a storage box. Try to see if there is anything that catches your attention."

In her mind, Katherine pictured herself walking inside a dark room with nothing but rows and rows of filing cabinets. "How do I do that?" she mumbled.