Chapter 2 of a new story I might publish

Chapter 2 of a New story I'm writing that i might turn into an actual book. It is fantasy but it wont seem like it is till the second or third chapter just so you know.

Chapter 2:(chapter title is currently unknown)

There was a knock on the door and then the girl, Maia, entered, carrying a tray of food. "Here you go," she said, bringing the tray over to the bed and placing it down. It was a plate with eggs, toast, and some bacon. There was also a cup of apple juice, and a glass of water. 

"Thank you," she said, as the girl set the tray down. 

"Sure thing," Maia said. "Do you need anything else?" 

"I don't think so. I'm just so...I don't know." 

"Well, I'll be right out here if you need me." 

"Thank you," she repeated, and then Maia left, shutting the door behind her. 

The girl started to eat the food, and found she was ravenous. The food was delicious and she devoured everything on the plate, including the orange juice, and as she did, she kept repeating the word over and over. 

Sister.

There was a sharp rap on the door, and a moment later a man came into the room. He was tall, with broad shoulders, dark brown hair, and a neat beard and mustache. He wore a black suit and tie. "Hello," he said. 

"Hi." 

"I'm Dr. Martin." 

"Nice to meet you. I'm—" She stopped. "I don't know." 

Dr. Martin nodded. "I understand." He took a seat beside the bed. "How are you feeling?" 

"Tired. Scared." 

"Of course. That's natural." 

"Do you know who I am?" 

"I'm afraid not. You were found in the woods and brought here. We checked you over, and didn't find anything wrong with you, other than your broken wrist and ankle so we decided to wait until you woke up. And you're here now. So, let's talk. First of all, do you have any idea where you are?" 

"No. I don't know anything." 

"That's okay. This is a psychiatric facility. It's a hospital for people who have emotional and mental disorders. That's not you. But for some reason, you were found here." 

"Okay." 

"Now, what can you tell me about yourself?" 

"Nothing. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be difficult. It's just that I have no idea." 

"It's alright. I understand. Do you know how old you are?" 

"I think...fourteen."

Dr. Martin nodded. "I have some questions for you. If you feel uncomfortable or don't want to answer something, just tell me. Okay?" She nodded. "Do you remember what you were doing in the forest?

"No."

"Do you remember anything at all before you woke up here?" Dr. Martin asked.

"No. I'm sorry. Is someone at the front desk?” The girl paused. “There was someone here asking about me, wasn't there?" 

Dr. Martin raised his eyebrows. "As a matter of fact, yes, there was. Why do you ask that?"

"I want to see them. I need to ask them something."

"Very well, we'll send them in." He said, sighing. Dr. Martin left and was gone for several minutes. When he returned, a girl followed him. She had long blonde hair and bright blue eyes, and she was wearing a blue dress and sandals. She had a bright smile, and she approached the bed eagerly. “I’ll leave you two to your little chat.” Dr. Martin said, exiting the room.

"Hello. We need to get out of here." the girl in the blue dress said.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Evelyn. You're my sister."

"Your sister?"

"Yes. Now come on. We have to go."

"What's my name?"

"It's Ainsley."

"Ainsley," she said. The word felt right, and like she had belonged to it and it belonged to her all this time. She was Ainsley.

"Yes. Now, come on. We need to get your stuff. Where are they keeping it?"

"I don't know."

Evelyn sighed. "I didn't want to have to do this but I guess I have to." She said, snapping her fingers and a satchel and a necklace appeared in her hands. She handed them to Ainsley.

"How did you do that?"

"Magic. Come on."

"I can't leave. I'm sick."

"You're not sick, you're cursed. And it's not safe for me to do magic much. The government made it illegal."

"The government? Magic?"

"It's a long story. Let's just go. I'll have to tell you later sis. As well as find a way to return your memories to you."

"Thank you. Are you the voice from my dream that said, ‘When black rain falls from a dark night sky, the curse will be awakened. Its devastation will reign for a thousand years. Are you ready, sister?’”

"Yes. That was me."

"Do you know how I lost my memories?"

"I do, but now is not the time. We need to go. I can't use magic to get us out of this place without getting caught, so we're going to have to run, and quickly."

"All right. I'm ready."

Evelyn took her hand and the two of them ran out into the hallway, then down to the main lobby. As they neared the front desk, Ainsley heard a voice she recognized.

"If you ever need help, come find me," Maia said.

Evelyn stopped, pulling her arm.

"It's Maia," Ainsley whispered. "Do you know her?"

"She's a friend of mine. I'm surprised she didn't tell you what you needed to know." Evelyn said, looking straight at Maia.

"Sorry. I didn't know what was safe to tell your sister. Walls have ears."

"I know. Come on," Evelyn said, and the two of them ran to the front door. The door opened as they reached it and they burst out, heading for the trees in the distance. "This way," Evelyn said, tugging at Ainsley's hand. They ran across the grounds and into the woods.

"Are we safe now?" Ainsley asked, stopping and turning around.

"Not yet," Evelyn said, pulling her further along. "We have to get to one of the clearings, and I can't do any magic until we're there. I had to make us invisible when we got here, and it took a lot out of me."

Ainsley nodded and the two of them kept going, until they reached a clearing. A small building sat in the middle of the clearing, with a wooden door and a single window. Ainsley and Evelyn entered and Evelyn locked the door behind them.

"Who built this?" Ainsley asked, looking around the room. The room was empty except for a table, two chairs, and two beds in the corner.

"I made it," Evelyn said. "A long time ago." 

She looked at Ainsley. "Are you okay?" 

"No. I'm scared." 

"I know, it's all very confusing. But you're safe here for now. You can sleep and we'll talk tomorrow."

Ainsley nodded and climbed onto the bed. "Okay. Goodnight, Evelyn."

"Goodnight, Ainsley."

And then Ainsley fell asleep, her mind going over everything that had happened since she woke up in the institute.