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I came back to the sounds of the ER and deep voice questioning another familiar voice. Cory. I sat up in my temporary hospital bed, and winced. Cory interrupted his conversation with the burly officer and came to hush me, putting a finger to my
lips. "You're fine, you're fine."
The officer had called in a nurse, who appeared with a bottle of some kind of pills. "Pain killers," she explained, as she shook two into my palm. "We had to stitch you up in a few places and take care of a few really bad bruises. A few of your old scars opened too, and some had been infected from long ago, so we did a lot of work on you." Her eyes