Evie felt something was wrong, even before she opened her eyes. She could hear the alarms, the shouting, the popping of guns. She was scared, and her first gut feeling was to hide under the bed and close her eyes and never come out. Eve slowly sat up, and took away the thin blanket covering her body. She ripped off the tape holding some thin tubes in place in her arm and wrist. She yanked out those, and held the blanket over the wounds. Eve got up, and looked out the room. Empty. She ran, not knowing where to go. Anywhere but away from the noise. She ran down stairs, and exited the hospital. Not a single sound she made.

She knew she was still in Beijing. It was obvious. She even knew where she was at. She passed this place everyday from getting limes and papaya from the kiosk down a ways. She couldn't go back to Uncle's. Eve had a sneaking suspicion he was up to something. She finally was aware of her clothing, or lack of. She was in a flimsy gown, tied in the back. Evie knew where a clothing store was, a small distance from this building she once thought was a law firm.

Evie walked briskly, and without looking at others. She finally made it, and she noticed it was different. It used to be comfortable, Ms. Yin behind the counter, chatting gossip to her friend on the phone. Ms. Yin was nervous now, and stared confusingly at Eve. Eve took a floral outifit off the closest rack, and dressed in a room. She chose to dress in the rooms with the curtains, and not the door, so as to make a quick escape. Evie dressed, and yanked off the tags. She noticed a girl about her age scurry into a nearby dressing room, one with a door. She searched, but the girl had already shut the door...