CHAPTER 112

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THIRD PERSON POV “Wait___is he still out there?” Fiona asked, peering through the curtain. She was sitting on the hospital bed wearing an awful, uncomfortable medical gown. “Yeah, he's just like a robot, hasn't moved an inch.” “So, how do we then get out of here?” “Look, I have tried everything, Fiona,” Chloe said. “He won't go away,” Fiona sighed and looked down at the bandages on her knees. The doctor in the ER section had done a good job patching her up pretty quickly, so hopefully they didn't notice that the wounds were healing as they cleaned them. But they needed to get discharged now or they try to escape before anyone tried to take a look at the knees. The pain was all gone, and she could feel the skin coming together. By morning, it should have healed completely. But righ

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