S413 Wait and Recover

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You bite you lip, trying to distract yourself from the pain in your wrist. The throbbing is lessening now, though, numbness taking its place. With a sigh, you close your eyes, letting the tempting thought of rest take over. When you almost reach dreamland, you hear the click of a latch and the creaking of the door to your room.
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You bite you lip, trying to distract yourself from the pain in your wrist. The throbbing is lessening now, though, numbness taking its place. With a sigh, you close your eyes, letting the tempting thought of rest take over.  
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*[[s413 Pop up to see who it is| Pop up to see who it is]]
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You wake up, with no indication of how much time has passed. The light above still flickers in the most annoying way. You are still cuffed, all except for your left hand... Wait! You jerk your head around and notice that your left hand was no longer free. It was cuffed again. And somehow... somehow healed! Someone must have came while you were sleeping and healed your hand!
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*[[s413 Lie there keeping your eyes closed| Lie there keeping your eyes closed]]
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*[[s413 Scream Loudly| Scream Loudly ]]
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*[[s413 Ask loudly for some food| Ask loudly for some food]]
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Current revision as of 21:01, 17 August 2012

You bite you lip, trying to distract yourself from the pain in your wrist. The throbbing is lessening now, though, numbness taking its place. With a sigh, you close your eyes, letting the tempting thought of rest take over.

You wake up, with no indication of how much time has passed. The light above still flickers in the most annoying way. You are still cuffed, all except for your left hand... Wait! You jerk your head around and notice that your left hand was no longer free. It was cuffed again. And somehow... somehow healed! Someone must have came while you were sleeping and healed your hand!

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