A few hours later, police and other law enforcement officers arrived at the Hayes family villa to seize the property.
Just as they entered the villa’s courtyard, the officer at the front suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Look over there! Are those two people lying on the ground?"
"It is two people! Quick! Let’s go see what happened!"
The group rushed over to Sylvia Lancaster and Clara Hayes, leaning down to check on their condition.
"Looks like they fell from the building!"
"This one’s not breathing!"
"The one in white is still breathing! Quick, get her to the hospital!"
"Why is there a knife sticking out of her?! Be careful when you move her, don’t aggravate the wound!"
"..."
Amid the chaos, Sylvia Lancaster’s hand, hanging by her side, twitched slightly.
Her mind was clear, and she could distinctly hear the commotion around her, but her body was completely paralyzed, and she couldn’t make a sound.
In a daze, she felt herself being lifted and placed into a vehicle, followed by the sound of an engine starting.
It wasn’t long before she fell unconscious again.
* * *
When Sylvia Lancaster woke up again, she was in a hospital.
Staring at the white ceiling, Sylvia Lancaster was utterly bewildered. "I... How did I get here...? I was just in the pocket dimension..."
As her mind cleared completely, a searing, tearing pain shot from the knife wound in her abdomen.
A cold sweat broke out on Sylvia Lancaster’s brow from the pain. She frowned and muttered, "...Why am I injured...? What on earth is going on...?"
Sylvia Lancaster’s mind was a mess. She remembered going to fetch water from the stream in her pocket dimension, but the moment she entered, she’d lost consciousness.
When she’d come to, she realized she was lying on the cold ground with someone else. Her entire body ached, she couldn’t open her eyes, and she couldn’t speak.
Then, a group of people had appeared and discussed sending her to the hospital...
Sylvia Lancaster was still trying to search her memories when a man in a police uniform walked in.
Seeing that Sylvia Lancaster was awake, the police officer approached and asked, "You’re awake? How are you feeling?"
Sylvia Lancaster’s expression flickered with panic when she saw the officer.
’I just had my fiancé, Flynn Adler, "take care of" Melody Summers by sending her to his uncle’s bed. Seeing a police officer now, I can’t help but feel a pang of guilt.’
The officer saw her expression and assumed she hadn’t recovered from the shock of the fall. He quickly reassured her, "The doctor said you’re out of danger. You don’t need to worry."
Then the officer asked, "Did the two of you fall by accident? Do you remember what happened before you fell? Also, do you remember who gave you that knife wound in your abdomen?"
Hearing this, Sylvia Lancaster asked blankly, "A fall? Did I fall...?"


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