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The man walked over to me and picked me up. I felt awkward being held in a princess position, I felt like hopping out of his arms and running away. Thing is, I was too weak to really move much, so I couldn't make my dream a reality.

He carried me over to a bed, and lowered me onto it. After that, he grabbed a couple bandages, and a bag of freshly received blood.

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