A Dark Room

“We have to do something, Omar!” a womanly voice said nervously. "Maybe we should look for her parents. Should we call the police?"

The voice started to be clear and louder. The little girl started to open her eyes but she was blinded by the lights above her.

"Are you insane?!" a man's angry voice replied, "Of course we are not calling the police. Do you want to get us in jail? And she doesn't look like she has any parents anyways. I knew I shouldn't have listened to you and turned back and get her. We should've left her there. Now, what are we going to do?"

The girl, with her heart in her mouth, tried to remember what happened. Where am I? Is someone trying to hurt me again? She remembered vividly what happened to her a few days ago when an old filthy man tried to attack her and strip her of her clothes. She couldn't get the memory out of her head; these feelings of helplessness, her weakness, her revulsion of what he wanted to do to her. It was all in her head, like a throbbing wound that won't heal.
She sat up in the bed she was sleeping in, still can't see where she is, and can’t recall how did she get there.
"Well, you were the one who's driving like a maniac and hit that poor little girl." The woman was almost crying. They think that they hit me with their car! The girl thought.
"What do you think we should've done?" The woman continued, “Just leave her there unconscious and let her die?”
The voices were very clear that she thought that they were in the same room in front of her. But she actually could see a blurry shadow of one of them right behind a glass door. She could tell that the shadow was the woman's back, because of her movements while she was talking.
"You are the doctor,” The woman said. “do something, fix her.”
The young girl was so relieved to hear that. Thank god, he's a doctor! Maybe he will treat me and make this terrible headache go away. She wanted to open her mouth and tell them that she was okay, there's nothing to be afraid of, but she didn't have the energy or any voice to do so.
She moved her legs and put them on the cold floor. She wanted to go and show them that she was fine but she felt so light headed when she stood up.
"We have to get rid of her!" The doctor said in a low determined voice, and the girl's relief didn't last long as she suddenly stopped where she was. "That's what we will do. If anyone knew what we did to her, they will ask questions. They'd want to know why I was driving like a maniac and they're going to find out what we have done!"
The little girl felt a sudden wave of fear as she froze in her place. Her head still heavy and feeling even dizzier.

"Dear God! I still can't believe what we've done" The woman started crying, "This is all because of you, you're the one who made me do this! I agreed to steal the money but I never agreed on killing my husband. And now we hit a young girl and she has gone blind because of us, and still you want us to kill her."
The girl felt so scared and confused. Have I gone blind?! But how? I can still see!
Her head was getting heavier and her body was getting out of her control. Their voices started to fade away as she used her right hand to lean on the table beside her but it was actually a tray full of medical tools. The weight of her hand made it almost flip but She got really scared and didn't want to make any sound so they don't hear her. But her hand betrayed her because of her dizziness and the tray fell down on the floor and she fell down with it. The last thing she saw was their feet running towards her and everything went dark again.