Some time passed. A hour. Probably more. Eventually things started working in Haku again. Clicking, whirring, systems starting up, checking, scanning.

Soon enough her red eyes opened, staring blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling above her. What had happened? Why was she here and why did she feel so strange? Disjointed, even.

Right.

She had died.

But she wasn't dead anymore. She was whole. No parts shattered, no limbs torn away. Just... herself, and a lot of frightening memories.