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|| Victoria || I opened myeyes to find myself in a hospital room, lying in a bed, my muscles sore and head throbbing. I was under a blanket, at once my vision cleared, I noticed the rickety bed and colorful walls adorned with pictures of animals and nature scenery. When I lifted my head slightly from the pillows, pain shot through my neck, and I laid back once more quickly, gritting my teeth. "Are you okay?" I stiffened at the sound of my father's voice, and inched my gaze over to the bedside, where I saw him sitting in a plastic chair, looking exhausted, an undone bowtie around his neck. "I'm fine, Dad," I said, with a small smile. "Oh, thank God," he breathed, looking on the verge of tears. "When that kid called, I had no idea where you were, or what had happened—" "That kid?" I as
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