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57: Frank POV

It might of been an hour now.. But I didn't know. I felt like I was in a freezer, I wanted to scoot over and grab the itchy sheets off the bed but I didn't have the strength , i didn't even have the strength to wiggle my toes anymore. The room grew darker, I wasn't sure if it was from the day growing to night, or just my vision finally growing dark. In the instant of sitting there. I saw something in the corner. It was a tall figure, I couldn't make out to who or what it was but it just stood and stared at me. As I sat it finally clicked in to who it was. It was gerard, and he was waiting

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