The next thing I knew, I was lying in bed with a hospital nurse (not Whittington's one) on one side of me, and a little blackbearded man with gold glasses, and medical man written all over him, on the other.
I was in a hospital bed with some people around me.
A little bearded man was on the side of my bed wearing silver glasses.
They were going to torture and kill the women.
Bars and cafes do not serve mojito.
I became suspicious of her but it isn't your fault.
a man wears sandles
A man is in a bowling alley.
Some humans performing