She stares for a good moment, collecting the pieces that were scattered about in her mind. Times like these, it felt as though she had needles jammed into her eye sockets, twisting...

"I remember waking up in a morgue, wearing rags and a toe-tag -- that's how I know my name. I'm in a hospital. I manage to break out of the basement, but all the hospital staff are gone. In fact, the patients are gone, too. Then there's this crazy guy that just comes at me with a scalpel. I'm not in any shape to run, so I try to disable him. I don't think I intended to kill him, though."

Really.

"...that's all."