Nicole lingered outside the room, lost in thought about her earlier encounter with Roscoe.

Moments earlier, Nicole had tentatively asked Roscoe, “Are you okay?"

Roscoe had responded with chilling indifference, "Who are you? Do I know you?"

His frigid response had caught Nicole off guard. She remembered then that he still suffered from memory loss and no longer recognized her.

To him, she was now merely a stranger.

Nicole had intended to leave when Roscoe suddenly gripped his head, wincing in pain.

“Are you alright? What's wrong, Roscoe?" Nicole had asked, stepping forward to assist him.

Unexpectedly, Roscoe had pushed her away forcefully, causing her to stumble and fall. His expression twisted into one of fury, his eyes becoming bloodshot, a terrifying sight.

Witnessing his distress, Nicole had sensed that his condition was more than a mere ailment. It was something profoundly alarming.

Panicked, she cried out for help, "Doctor! Doctor! Someone, please help!"

As Nicole dashed to find assistance, a woman collided with her, nearly causing another fall.

“Roscoe, Roscoe." the woman murmured as she knelt beside Roscoe, soothingly calling his name.

As Roscoe's agitation mounted, the woman leaned closer and whispered something into his ear, her manner intimate.

Nicole tried to listen but the language was foreign, unfamiliar to her ears. Covertly, she activated her phone's recorder, capturing the woman's mysterious whispers.

Just then, doctors arrived as Roscoe's fury seemed to evaporate. The woman stood and composedly requested, “Doctor, could you prescribe some tranquilizers for this gentleman? Thank you."

The doctor appeared reluctant, as if he wanted to interject, but the woman, noticing Nicole's watchful eyes, pulled him aside and whispered, “Let's discuss this inside."

The woman escorted the doctor and Roscoe into an office, securing the door behind them.

Nicole contemplated eavesdropping but quickly realized that the door was sealed too tightly for any sound to escape. She dismissed the idea and opted to reach out to a friend she had enlisted for assistance earlier. "Hey, any news on the issue I mentioned Last time?"

Her friend responded promptly, "I was just about to update you. That woman is part of a tribe known for practicing witchcraft."

Witchcraft? Nicole was taken aback, having never encountered such beliefs.