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[color=seagreen][i]Location - The Hospital[/i][/color][/center]
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Charlie was aware of some shouting. Some shouting right in his ear, people yelling. [i]"Move! Get out of the way!"[/i] Well, that meant he wasn't dead. His side still hurt like a bitch though, it burned. Were wolf bites supposed to burn? He wasn't really all that sure. He wasn't exactly an expert on wolf bites. But even now, as he was lying here, something felt off. He could feel something changing, he could feel his wound, slowly but surely, [i]healing[/i]. That couldn't be normal. Not by a long shot.

He was wheeled through the halls of the hospital, past rooms of all sorts. He could've sworn he passed by Billy but he figured that was a delusional hallucination. Why would Billy have been at the hospital? He was wheeled into the OR, and that was where he passed out. Or was put to sleep. He wasn't quite so sure.