Six days had passed and Alice continued to come everyday to visit the girl in the I.C.U.  Various tubes and wires ran from the girl to multiple machines.  Her chest rose and fell with the small whooshing sound the came through the tube down her throat.  The nurses assured her that she was healing, but that injuries like hers took time.  They explained that they had induced a coma to help her heal, and keep her body from going into shock.  The small thin girl looked pitiful.  Her eyes was taped shut, her right eye still swollen and black.  Her body had multiple casts, and Alice could hardly see the girl through all the bandages and wraps.  Everyday for four hours she would sit and hold her right hand, and prayed silently for the girl to a God she didnt even thought existed.  Tina and Bette was unable to come to the I.C.U. considering they werent family, so Alice struggled with keeping herself strong for the young girl.  She talked to the girl about various things, telling her about her childhood, and growing up with Lenore.      

During work and every other moment she could spare, Alice used various sources to try and track down who the girl was.  She thought for once maybe her reporting skills would come in handy for something good, I mean more good than where the G-spot was located, not that the G-spot wasnt important.  She hoped to find a name or a family member for the young woman, and she had hardly had any sleep since the accident.  In the end she came up with nothing, and eventually she gave up.