The sweet fragrance that filled the air was what her senses picked up, first. She didn’t know where she was but her body was at peace, she was on a bed made of marshmallows. Nora’s eyes fluttered as she opened them to stare at a cream-coloured medieval bricked ceiling. The ceiling had long purple plants, draping down from them. She averted her gaze from the ceiling to row of beds with white sheets on her right side. She saw the same arrangement to her left with an empty arched doorway beside each bed. She lifted her head from the bed to see the doorway beside the bed opposite hers’. She saw the most beautiful garden with colourful flowers that made her nose twitched in flavours of pleasant scents. Radiant ray of faint pink light shined in softly through the doorway.