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Dally's Point Of View

I was sitting outside in the darkness of the cloudy day, having a cancer stick in hand. I breathed shakily when they told me, despite that cancer sticks usually manage to calm my nerves.

"She awoke about an hour or two ago. She is currently, kind-of, nonresponsive." The cop stated, no emotion in his voice but nervousness.

"What do you mean?" I barely managed to get the words off my lips.

"She hasn't said anything yet. She's only been repeating your name." 

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