CHAPTER 13

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"Crap, what's happening, call the backup staff. Hurry. You, call the relatives whatever. You, get me the knife and stiches. Crap, she's losing too much blood. Why isnt her scars clotting up probably. How did she cut AGAIN." A string of cursing followed. I was breathless. I screamed as the doctor inserted the needle into me so that he could start stiching my wounds up. "Damn, what is this... YOU don't idlely stand there. Do something! Keep her down. Pin her down not shut her up!" the doctor sure is esaperated... Oh no... I see the same sea I was tossed into when I blacked out...


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