His mind was still in a haze. There was an undercurrent of red in his thoughts. He saw fragments in his mind, but nothing concrete. It had been so..dark? Primal? Anger? Hate? He couldn't recall.
It was then his eyes flickered, though not fully open. He saw the girl beside his bed. She was familiar. "I..know you."
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