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"Hello?" my hollow voice sounded strange to my own ears. Where was I? What happened?
Blurry shapes and fuzzy shadows sharpened as I focused. Walls, strange paintings, dark colours. The potent, sharp smell of alcohol and cleaning supplies penetrated my nose. What?
"Hello?" I tried again, pushing myself up. Oh, that was a bed. I was lying on a bed. Why? Was I back at my dorm? Was I dreaming?
No, I remembered. I was bitten by a dusk pup. This must be the infirmary then.
Despite my shrieking joints, I rolled my head on my shoulders. Had I been out for so long that I was stiff? Or did the poison attack my muscles?
Gods, this hurt.
After I gathered my bearings, I had time to have a proper look around. Apart from the bed I was lying in, there were three more pushed against the wall. A s
