Part 3, the man, the Legends and the Mail that started it all.

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When she next got up, it was the afternoon and Doc Mitchell had brought her some food to eat, a Brahmin Burger, some Blam Co. Mac & Cheese in a bowl, Some Fancy Lad Snack Cakes and a bottle of purified water. 

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The smell of the food was a strange yet enticing contrast to the sterile, clinical atmosphere of the clinic

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The smell of the food was a strange yet enticing contrast to the sterile, clinical atmosphere of the clinic. Pyrrha's stomach growled as she took in the sight of the makeshift meal.


Doc Mitchell placed the tray on the small table beside her bed and sat down in the old chair. "I thought you might be hungry," he said, giving her a warm, reassuring smile. "It's a basic meal here in my place but it should help you get some strength back."

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