For a few weeks Erica Flannel was healing and recovering. The faint spell she had she never knew it had scared the Native American. Though she was getting used to the fact he was a super genius. When she was well enough she wandered around that room she was in till he gave her something different to wear other than the gown. She was glad to be out of that, it was drafty. Even though she was glad to have something else she still wondered about this new place she lived on. It was huge, and she wanted to explore. After all she was still recovering but was more able than she had been. Walking around the girl peeked around everything she could and didn't mess with anything. Erica was glad he saved her though - if he hadn't, she would have never known of Derrick's only best friend. She also hoped he wouldn't mind her looking around either.Â