Alisa was out cold, and practically dead weight in Nick's arms as he placed her on the back of his bike. her hands looked a bit dirty, as well as synged from touching the mirrors and getting shocked. But that damage did not seem as bad. What seemed bad was the fact she was not waking up. The only way Nick knew she was still alive was the fact she was breathing, and rather rapidly. At least she was free of that horrible room, now.
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