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So sorry, angel faces, I didn't mean to leave you without some type of story. I've been battling one heck of a virus that just isn't letting up and I couldn't seeing the computer screen very well. I shall give you a short story as an apology, loves~...

Red and yellow. Black and blue. Green and purple. Distant and close beeping noises. Pain. The splintering agony of shattered, misshapen bones. I can't move. I can't even open my eyes. Voices. Close by and yelling, sounding desperate for something. I can smell something like iron. Blood? Had I or was I bleeding? Now there's sobbing where the voices had been. I'm tired... I just want to sleep. Get away from this nightmare. Or maybe I need to wake up? Maybe this IS one of my dreams? Breathing hurts and I don't think it's me breathing. I try swallowing. A tube is down my throat. That makes more sense. What happened to me? Howdid I end up here? Dark... it's getting dark. Mmm...Maybe I should take a nap... just for a little while...