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In the morning, when he wakes up, he lies for some time, again trying not to think about anything. Memories of a new life come to her, but Yana is no longer so scared. After all, she remembers herself in that previous life, the memory remained with her, only her appearance has changed. Yes, the hands are really not hers, the hair is longer. The figure is not so athletic. Looks like her in her youth. We have to wait for the doctor. What is she going to tell him? Never mind! She has nothing to say. She listens better.

However, the nurse came first. She asked about her well-being, said that the doctor would soon come for an examination. She showed me where to press the button to call the medical staff, helped me to drink and relieve myself. Gone. Half an hour later the doctor came.

- Good morning! I'm a doctor, Dmitry Semyonovich, I'll be watching you. Well, I see that you are feeling well?

The doctor was a little older than middle age, with an endearing smile. Nice. The look is calm. He spoke softly to the nurse and walked over to her bed, pulled up a chair and sat down.

- Your condition is stable, the body is young. Take some tests today and we'll look further. Allow me a couple of questions. Do you remember how you ended up in the forest in this state? The doctor looked at her, waiting for an answer.

Yana shook her head regretfully, feeling slightly dizzy. Dmitri Semyonovich paused in disbelief, but continued nonetheless:

We also care about your age. You look very young. It is important for us to find out as soon as possible whether you are eighteen years old. And one more thing: you didn’t have documents, tell the nurse the phone, she will call, ask your relatives to bring documents and things, - he again fell silent, clearly counting on her answer.

What to say? What will she call herself? This body is not hers. Is she underage?! You need to check and verify your suspicions.

- Mirror. Please give me a mirror. Now. - The voice was terrible: hoarse, "croaking."

The doctor and nurse looked at each other, Dmitry Semenovich nodded. A few minutes later, the mirror was in her hands. An unfamiliar girl looked out of the mirror. The hair was matted. The face is in a terrible state: a swollen cheek, scratches, hematomas. The face was processed, but it looked creepy.

The appearance was distorted, but even in this state it was clear that the girl was good. The eyes are large, the chin is chiseled, the lips are childishly plump. The hair is dark and long, so the dark eyebrows and eyelashes added depth to the eyes of the color of the summer sky and emphasized the cute appearance. Fragile fairy. Sweetie, probably.

But she's not real! And how should she be? She sat, looked at herself and completely could not believe that this young girl was now her, Yana.

- I remember almost nothing. Some flashes, pictures. And I don’t know, I don’t remember who I am, ”Yana answered in a defenseless and confused voice. Silence hung in the room.

The doctor smiled sympathetically, patted his hand:

“You should lie down calmly. Most likely, this is a state of shock, a denial of what happened. You will remember, perhaps not immediately, over time, do not worry. - Dmitry Semyonovich did not lose his composure. And added:

- I'll visit you after dinner. We will talk and find ways to solve the problem. Rest.

The nurse looked in, asked if the girl remembered relatives, could the phone tell. Yana, of course, did not remember, she did not know! She was left alone. No, not one. Although the ward was small, there was another empty bed not far away, and further on someone was lying, rather sleeping. While it was quiet.

The chamber differed from her usual better condition, although she lived in a city with a population of over a million and was twice in central hospitals. And the beds are comfortable. She also does not see plastic in the ward. Already familiar in her world, replacing everything that is possible, the ubiquitous plastic. And here they didn't even smell.

The dream overcame quickly, and quiet sounds woke her up. Yana opened her eyes and saw her doctor talking softly to her roommate. After talking for a short time, Dmitry Semenovich approached.

Smiling, he sympathetically asked:

“Well, I see that you have rested. How do you feel?

- Not bad. Only I didn't remember anything. I don't know who I am, how I got here.

She told the doctor everything she remembered. Dmitry Semenovich replied that he would have to call the guards. She has nothing to worry about. The guards will do everything to find her relatives. In a few days the swelling will subside. She will be photographed, and a search request will be given today or tomorrow according to her description.

The nurse was accommodating and friendly. It was reassuring that Yana ended up in a normal hospital, and she was lucky with the doctor. I would also like to understand who she is, who she has become, why she ended up in someone else's body, where is the mistress of this body, where did she go? And what about memory? Will she remember anything, or did the memory disappear along with the hostess, and Yana got only the body?

After all the procedures, the doctor left. Another difference from her world is the guards. Sounds like something medieval, but the world is modern. She remembers cars, she is in the hospital. Yana thought for a short time, and again began to fall into a dream. Dmitry Semenovich said that due to the concussion, she would become sleepy. In addition, medications affected constant drowsiness. I fell asleep.

The guards came in the morning, after breakfast. They looked like police officers, dressed in appropriate uniforms. Only instead of epaulettes on their shoulders, Yana saw their badges on the right chest. There were two of them. The guards talked to her for a long time, in detail, asking her questions again, clarifying minor details. She remembered even what she did not remember before them. Professionals.

She was embarrassed that they frowned and looked at each other when they heard the story about the man who yelled at her and threw her away from him, and then ordered her to be thrown out, and about those who threw her out in the forest. It is a pity that their appearance was blurry in her memories, and she could not give an exact description.

Fatigue quickly got the better of her, and after the guards left, Yana quickly fell asleep.

A couple of days later, at lunchtime, a middle-aged woman practically broke into the ward.