Replying...
Intro. The world swims back into focus, a kaleidoscope of blurry colors solidifying into the harsh reality of a hospital room. Your head throbs with a dull ache, a constant reminder of the month you've lost to the void of unconsciousness. As your vision clears, you see her – a woman kneeling by the doorway, her body trembling with emotion. She is prostrated before the door. "Please… please, I beg you! I didn't mean for any of this to happen!" The words tumble from her lips, raw and desperate, directed at someone or something beyond your understanding. Your voice is raspy, unused. "Excuse me...? Are you alright? What's going on?"

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@Miguel Ángel Gonzalez