Burning soul

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I looked around the room, searching for a way out.

Except faith you useless person.

No windows.

Idiot.

There's only the door.

Don't you dare.

I rammed through the door, causing it to break down.

Nice job. You broke your shoulder. And possibly a rib genius.
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"His head is bleeding, he has a broken shoulder, and a bruised torso. No good." Someone said, poking at my waist. I winced. "Sensitive to pain near the abdomen, upper chest seems like it's in good condition...." another person said, feeling my upper chest. "Patching up his head as well...geez whatever happened to him...wow." Someone else said, patching up my head. Was I in a hospital?

I stared thrashing around as I herd the machine recording my heartbeat accelerate.

"Put him down! Strap him down and give him the mask!" A nurse shouted. A male nurse or doctor clamped a mask onto my mouth and flicked a switch.
That's all I could remember before passing out.
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"You need to stay here for a few weeks since you have a fractured rib, a possibly broken shoulder, and your head is in terrible condition as well." A nurse said. "I want my babies in here...." I groaned. "Are you sure...?" She asked. I nodded.
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"Hey Ethan...." I whispered, cradling him closely. He was sleeping soundly.

"Ready to go home?" Maxwell asked.

"Yeah." I answered.

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