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Playlist: Video 40/67 “How are you feeling,” Artemis asked. Bremusa opened her eyes as a doctor was shining light down on her retinas. She twitched instinctively, and the doctor said, “No concussion, should be able to reply normally,” without acknowledging her any more. Then he left. Bremusa coughed and felt pain all over. It was easier to count the parts that didn’t ache. She felt something holding her down but she couldn’t even move to check. “This is the second time I wake up today strapped to a medical bed. Just a fact Ma’am, the first one ended up messy.” Artemis sighed in relief. “You’re fine,” she said and began unstrapping her restraints. “Am I dressed? I can’t feel much,” Bremusa said. “I advise against that,” the doctor said and got a look from the CEO lady. The he put her