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... domen…”
” …bleeding has stopped…”
“…prepping for transport…”
I came to as I was being placed on a stretcher. The pain in my abdomen echoed all over my body. I was thirsty and even just moving my muscles hurt from fatigue. A paramedic was holding a wad of blood-soaked fabric against my wound.
My shirt was ripped open. My hoodie was gone. Sunglasses missing.
The first thing I noticed before looking around was my status on the red wallpaper:
Unscathed ...
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