The Mystery of The Arendelle Murders

Chapter 12: A White Lit Room

Chapter 12: A White Lit Room

June 2015

Anna walked into Arendelle hospital one bright summer morning. For the past year, she had tried to visit her sister at least at every opportunity she had. The attack on her had left pretty much everyone in Arendelle satisfied, stating that she had finally got some decent justice. The inmates responsible had never been caught, although there had been strong suspicions on who it was- apparently the attack had happened in an area under construction so there were no security cameras. Anna had been livid and successfully sued the prison for negligence. Many in Arendelle had questioned this decision but most people left the issue to rest.

Anna walked through the familiar hallways, carrying a bouquet of flowers. She knew she was Elsa's only visitor. Nobody else cared about her. Not even Jack had flown over and visited, although he called more often now and casually asked about Elsa's condition. To Anna, that told her that he still did care about her, but was conflicted about that. Maybe there was still hope for him coming over to visit after all.

As she entered her sister's room, she emptied out the old flowers and placed new ones in there. Elsa still lay there, no change in her condition in over a year. Anna didn't dare think about what would happen if she continued this way. The doctors had started dropping hints about either placing her into a long-term care facility or maybe looking at end of life care. Neither one of them Anna was particularly thrilled about looking into.

Anna sat down in her usual chair and took out the paper and started reading stuff out loud to her sister. She knew Elsa couldn't hear her but she didn't care.

"Oh, so apparently it is supposed to be nice and sunny all week," Anna said, speaking above her paper. "Bet you ten bucks that it will rain. It usually does whenever they predict that. Let's see, bunch of sports games – I won't bore you with that – oh you always liked the business section. However, I don't understand a word of it." Anna laughed a little. "Let's check out the headlines. Oh, you remember that missing tourist? Apparently, she was found alive – thank god – in some creep's cabin. She managed to escape and get help. That is one tough lady."

Anna paused as her eyes continued to skim the front page. There wasn't really anything else in there. That was when she heard it. It was a strange noise, like someone was choking and it was coming from the direction of...

"Elsa!" Anna called out and rushed to her sister's side.

Weird flashes went through her mind; a woman lying in a grassy patch, a man lying unconscious in the street next to her, a woman in an alleyway with a scared expression on her face, a bloodied knife. Voices could be heard all around her. Some she didn't recognise but one she did. It was her sister...Anna. Must wake for her, she told herself. Anna needed her. Struggling to open her eyes, she forced them open and found herself staring at a brightly lit ceiling. A beeping sound was next to her and told her that she was in a hospital but why, she didn't know that.

Next to her, Anna was sitting reading the newspaper. Elsa tried to speak, but there was something obstructing her throat. Only a gargled sound could be heard. Anna probably heard her though, for she immediately rushed to her side, calling for a doctor. Soon a few people in white coats had burst into the room and removed a tube that was down her throat.

"What happened?" Elsa asked croakily. She looked around the room. She had no memory of what had happened or how she got here. In fact, she didn't know what the last thing she could remember was. As she pulled at her hands, she realised that they wouldn't come. As she looked down, she saw that she was handcuffed to the bed. She frowned at it. That was odd. Why was she handcuffed? "Why am I handcuffed?" she looked at her sister who looked bumfuzzled at what her sister was saying. "Anna, what is going on?"