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It was absolute chaos once we got into the hospital.

One of the nurses rushed by me muttering something to the nurse beside her.

"Stab victim....young..not gonna make it.."

I only heard bits and pieces but the point was clear.

"WHAT!?"

Milah grabbed my arm pulling me back as I tried to run after the nurses.

"Let them work Boone.." she whispered choking up.

"But they..but they.." I stammered unable to get the words out my mind dazed. I honetsly couldn't even comprehend all off the events going on.

The doctor finally walked out a few minutes later looking grim, "He's been rushed into surgery.. I'm afraid it might take awhile."

I felt somebody leading me away from the main check in sitting me down in a chair. But honetsly I was to lost in my own mind to pay any attention.

The nurses words kept circling through my mind.

"Stab victim...young..not gonna make it.."

Lifting my hands up to cover my ears I began to shake.

"Stab victim...young..not gonna make it.."

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