It's not a gradual transition.
It just happens.
Blam.
She's there.
She feels oddly powerless - everything is silent, almost mocking her, telling her she's
wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong
Her eyes feel dry, as if needles are being stuck in them. She wants to look away but she can't. There's nothing even for her to look at. Just an empty hospital. But
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