The Saviours

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ACT 1, SCENE 6

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ACT 1, SCENE 6

𝖲𝗈𝗇𝗀: 𝖸𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝗒 𝖢𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒
𝖰𝗎𝗈𝗍𝖾: '𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍.'

𝖳𝖶: 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖲2 𝖤5, 𝖠𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾 (𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌), 𝖯𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖠𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌, 𝖡𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽

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THIRD POV

Remember when they told you as a child that light protects you from all the badness. Well, it's not true. Kasey knows this by feeling the brightness from a white light shine through her closed and heavy eyelids. She groaned when she smelt a disgusting pungent of something unpleasant. Next she heard faint beeping, some small chatter, and some dripping noise. Her body felt heavy, why did she fell so heavy? She slowly opened her eyes, regretting it straight away as her eyes met with the bright lights of the room, she squinted to try and make shapes of the blurry objects around her.

'Where am I?' She questioned to herself. 'What happened?' Another question filled her aching mind. 'How long have I been here?' She closed her eyes to try and think of any answers to these simple questions. And then it hit her, and she screamed. She panicked and jumped around her hospital bed, someone pressed down onto her shoulder to try and comfort her. But she didn't calm down. She could see their lips moving, she didn't know who they were, her eyes were still trying to adapt to the lights, but she knew their lips were moving but she couldn't hear them.

"Kasey! Kasey!" TK called out frantically as he tried to get her to listen to him. "Hey! Hey! Hey! You're in the hospital." He held her arms as they hit the air around her. She calmed down slightly, heart monitor beating rapidly, slowly calming back down when she felt her brother's comfort. "You're okay." He whispered to her, repeating it a few times as he stroked the back of her head softly.

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