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Caldwell opened the bathroom door and confronted the sound that he’d heard. His eyes looked around and settled on the bathtub where Aurora was lying. She was unconscious and her skin had turned a shade of blue that made him uncomfortable. She was still wearing her street clothes. Caldwell frowned, concerned that she could get sick if she remained in the cold water. On closer inspection, he noticed that she looked very strange. Not only did she have a very red face, but there were also streams of sweat streaming down it. Caldwell hurriedly picked her up and pulled her out of the water. Aurora was still unconscious, but she could feel that someone was holding her. While she remained in his arms, an uncomfortable feeling made it so that she couldn’t help but rub her head against his chest.