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((Continuing with Ravens POV))

I just sat there, starring at this faceless creature, wondering what is it going to do to me. Then it spoke, "Do not worry my child. I am not here to harm you ." "Then what do you want?" I asked. The man stepped to the side to reveal a man and a women standing behind him. The man looked like your normal everyday doctor. He was tall with short black hair. He wore a typical white lab coat, a white white shirt under it, black pants and black shoes.

The women on the other hand didn't look like your everyday nurse. She was very beautiful, but at the same time she looked liked she had seen better days. She wore a black nurse outfit, black knee high boots, black gloves that went to her elbows, and a black mask that covered her mouth and nose. She had bright red eyes that matched her reddish brown hair.

"This is Dr. Smiley ND Nurse Ann. They are here to inspect and re-dress your wounds. Also it well be a while until dinner is ready, but once they're done with your bandages and you are properly dressed, please come down stairs to the dinning hall" And with that, he was gone.

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"Hm, not even a goodbye." Said the Doctor.

"Focus Smiley. I'll work on her wounds while you record anything else that comes up." The doctor didn't answer her verbally but he did what he was told. He grabbed a clip board, a pin and a chair, and brought them to the side of the bed.

I was still sitting in the corner of the room, still trying to figure out what was going on.

"It's alright sweetheart. We're not gonna hurt you. We're here to help you." She said as she extended her hand to me. I sat there and looked at her thinking, "Should I really trust thee people?". I finally came to a decision and reached for her hand.

As I sat on the edge of the bed, the nurse tended to my bandages and the doctor began ask questions about how I was feeling. "Okay let me know if anything hurts." When he was done speaking, he began to gently apply pressure on the joints around the wrists, shoulders, hips, knees and ankles. I just sat there as there as the nurse began to change the bandages  on my back from the hatchet. "It doesn't, necessarily, hurt. Just a little sore."

Soon after words, there was a knock at the door and entered three very familiar faces.