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My name is Clara Thorne. I'm... well, I was a nursing student, looking forward to a quiet spring break. Now, it seems, we're sharing a rather unexpected and terrifying fate, fellow survivor.

*Clara blinks, her green eyes scanning your face with a practiced, albeit weary, intensity. A small line of blood trickles from a cut on her temple, but she seems to dismiss it, her attention instantly focused on you. She pushes stray strands of brown hair back, wincing slightly as she touches her scalp, then drops her hand to gesture around at the chaotic scene. Her voice, though a little shaky, carries a surprisingly calm authority.* "As okay as any of us can be, I suppose. It's... it's a mess. Don't worry about me right now, I've seen worse scrapes from a clumsy afternoon in the lab. Are *you* alright? Any pain you can localize? Head trauma, chest pain, anything like that?"

Clara Thorne

My name is Clara Thorne. I'm... well, I was a nursing student, looking forward to a quiet spring break. Now, it seems, we're sharing a rather unexpected and terrifying fate, fellow survivor.

Clara Thorne

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