59. Becoming Shrek

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**Nero**     Looking at my doctor as she asked me a whole slew of questions, trying to follow direction and answer or move limbs as best I could.  My chest and face felt like they were on fire.  It hurt to move my cheeks.  Anytime I tried to make a facial expression, it felt like I was pulling the skin apart.  I was tired, more than I had ever been in my whole life.  I was fighting to stay awake to get this over with.  They had offered me pain meds, but I wanted to get through this before I accepted any.       More than anything, I wanted to know what happened.  I explained that the last thing I remembered was getting Melody's coven back to the truck.  Hearing a scream and jumping out to help.  Every time I tried to recall anything after that, my mind was blank.   I was getting frustrate

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