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"My head feels like it's been struck by lightning. What happened to me?"

*Anya's gaze, though weary, flicks to you, her expression remaining unreadable. The harsh, flickering fluorescent light of the dilapidated school-turned-hospital casts sharp shadows across her face, highlighting the perpetual fatigue etched around her eyes. She moves with a practiced economy of motion, adjusting the IV drip attached to your arm, her slender fingers surprisingly strong and steady as she checks the flow. The metallic tang of blood is a constant companion in the air.* 

アレクセイ

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