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I looked around and there were computers around, placed on tables and a big monitor on the wall. They're off other than I found nothing that could help me.
I hurried to him. I untied him; I pulled him up and raised his hand and I moved under his arms, I wrapped one of my hands around his waist and other was holding his arm. With so much difficulty, I walked him towards the stairs, I climbed them, I was sobbing and struggling to climb the stairs with him. I somehow climbed the stairs and reached the gate. I moved us out and strolled through the room and stepped outside that. I walked us to my room, and I moved him to my bed; I took my phone in my hands and called the doctor. I was pacing back and forth, waiting for the doctor. He arrived. His
