Rose blinked twice, and glanced up. The room was empty, save for one of the guards which had brought her into the therapy room in the first place. A clock on the wall indicated to her that some time had passed. She quickly figured that she must have had a fit, and simply hadn't moved throughout the whole session. She tried to recall what had happened when she had blanked out, but her memories told her that one minute there was someone in the room, the next there was no one. Rose concluded that she musn't have hallucinated this time.
"The others have moved elsewhere in the asylum." The guard said, having seen her move. "I will have to go inform the doctor that you are functioning again. You're free to wander as you wish." He rose and left. Figuring that she didn't really want to say in this room, the small girl walked out of the door, and proceeded to wander through the hallways, trying to find some other person, or her room, or something.