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[Once again, her scrubs are torn, but this time they're more like shredded. She's bone-pale and covered in blood. Most of it, however, is ink black and flecked with little, star-like speckles. She's breathing heavily, a chunk of sharp-edged glass in her hand; drops of mixed red and shimmering black drip from the end and plip rhythmically against the dismembered hand by her feet.]

...I told you, bastards, leave him alone.

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[Smiles at her.] The darkness and the mist are starting to lift, I think.

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