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... version of her hospital. The trolley of her IV drips squeaking against the polished floors of the abandoned hallway. Everywhere she went and every place of this hospital she visited, she could not find a single analog or digital clock to tell her the time or how long she had been here. She silently pressed the elevator buttons and steadied the trolley carrying her IV bag as the elevator ascended to the rooftop. The higher she went, the lighter she felt.
The sky was blurry and void of the ...
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