Spare Parts.
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"Care to join me?" bones trailed along ahead.
"Come, come, you don't want to miss your own funeral."
"Funeral?" You echo softly.
"Yes." Bones nodded. A cynical sort of grin spreading across his face.
He continued down the narrow hallway to a set of wide double doors at the end. You follow, occasionally falling back to peer into the windows of all the other rooms.
It looked like any other hospital.
But it was clear that whatever Bones had going on here was not typical for an ordinary hospital.
So many questions fill your mind as you reach the end and the double doors open up into an immaculately large, breathtaking study. It doesn't make any sense... And nothing does, or has, since you've awoken here.
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