I woke up this morning still in the Burning Hills pack hospital. I have been laying here trying to make sense of what I remember from Burning forest, but I don’t remember much. I want to ask Wayne and Jerry, but I am afraid I will sound crazy. I am getting a bit restless, when an older lady with long brown hair comes in. She is a bit fuller figured, and she has a very warm smile on her face.
“Good morning, dear. I am Mary, one of the nurses. How are you feeling today?” She spoke with a soothing voice.
“Good morning. I am still very sore, but I feel better today than I have.” I answered her.
“That’s good to hear, dear. You have had a rough go this last week or so. I heard a bit about what happened. Just a shame you had to go through that.” she told me as she checked my bandages.
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