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***Rose*** My eyes slowly open, but I shut them as the light is relatively bright. Opening them again, I squint to try and shield out some of the light so my eyes can adjust. I felt groggy, and my body hurt. I felt like I had been put through the wringer. Moving my eyes, I see I'm in the same white-walled room. It even smells the same, Letting my head roll to the side, I see a figure slumped. His head is tipped to the right; he is asleep with his arms crossed over his chest. He couldn't be comfortable. His colossal frame body was squeezed into a chair that he did not fit in, Lifting my hand and rubbing my eyes. I made sure to use the hand that didnt have the IV in it. The light wasnt hurting them now, The door open a nurse walked in. She came to my bed, picked up the clipboard, lo