Sarah was quick to run to techies room, but opened the door and shit it quietly, having lots of experience being in hospitals, though usually she was the one in the hospital bed. She started to cry the moment she saw techie. Part out of relish, another out of sadness. She sat by his bedside, holding his hand. “Oh techie, I-Im so sorry. I knew I should’ve gone after you. This is all my fault. I let you go alone, I could’ve protected you.” She started sobbing lightly, trying not to wake him up.

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He stirred a little and then, slowly, *painfully* slow, he opened his good eye. The left one was removed from its socket completely, only a gaping hole left. “Sarah,” he whispered, voice rough from disuse. He didn’t even have the presence of mind to register the ever-present fear that followed him around like a dark cloud; his stutter was momentarily gone.

It hurt to move his mouth even the littlest bit, what with all the deep scratches over his face. “Hi,” he smiled, though it came out as more of a grimace than anything else.

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