The memory of how they'd gotten this way remained stubbornly elusive, a frustrating gap in my consciousness. A sterile white sheet covered me, its crispness a cruel mockery of the chaos I felt swirling inside. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and something else, something metallic and vaguely sickening that clung to the back of my throat.
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