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I stared at you in disbelief, that couldn't have happened.

"You're joking, right Hobi?" I scratched the back of my neck, laughing nervously.

You stared back at me, silence saying more than any words at that moment.

I glanced at the nurse who gave me a sympathetic look.

Making her way out, she told me to follow her to the doctor.

There, he told me about your current condition.

How you'll have to attend rehabilitation to regain your health fully.

The scariest news was the one concerning your memory loss.

And the uncertainty whether it was temporary or permanent.

"Take little steps every day." He said. "It'll be for the best."

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