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fades into a painted one.
     
    "Because we rescued you!"
     
    I nod and watch the look of cornered prey fade from her eyes, but she still won't look directly in my eyes. It's only when I start to try and stand up that I realize there are some thick bandages covering a large portion of my head and stomach and a brace supporting my entire left leg.
     
    Twyla follows my gaze. "Ahh.. We had to do some.. medical procedures."
     
    I try to move and moan in pain. "What exactly happened?"
     
    "Well, your stomach is severely damaged from those metal bars so you have stitches on some wounds. We're not sure what exactly happened to your leg but you broke something; they would've evaluated you but the concussion was a lot more pressing of an issue at the time. " says Twyla with a grimace.
     
    I sit there, stunned. No wonder they thought I might not make it! "Everything happens to me, doesn't it," I half grumble.
     
    Ben nods and he's close enough that, with a bit of straining, I can lightly shove him.
     
    "You're not supposed to AGREE with me!"
     
    He looks shocked and I start laughing. I stop abruptly because every chuckle sends a searing pain through my side. A different nurse comes in with a large needle and I barely stop myself from groaning. I'm no sissy, but I despise needles.
     
    She says, "This injection should knock you out for the evaluation of your legs and, hopefully, correction of whatever's wrong with your injuries."
     
    She calmly wipes my arm down with antiseptic before grabbing the needle.
     
    I ask, "Isn't this stuff usually administered with a liquid you drink or something? And why am I being knocked out for my legs? It’s just an evaluation."
     
    She replies, "To answer your first question, yes, it is usually given to people using liquids. However, this particular brand works much better if administered by shot. You’re being knocked out because, for one, it’ll be less painful this way. Secondly, we may need to do surgery on a different part of you, so obviously you’d need to be knocked out for that anyways."
     
    Ugh. That needle is three times the length of my pinky finger, although admittedly three times thinner. She expertly plunges the needle into my skin, and I feel a stinging pain in my arm.
     
    I just sit there, waiting, until the darkness finally comes.
     

Chapter 9
     
    I wake up with my leg tied up in a cast, my stomach lacking the thick bandages I had before, and a large support on the back of my head. I lie there for a few minutes, knowing if I stand up too quickly I'll start to black out again. Lily is standing by my bed and gives me a thumbs-up when she realizes I’m awake. Then the second girl, the one that gave me that killer shot, comes in.
     
    The nurse looks at me, smiling faintly. "All operations worked as expected."
     
    I breathe a sigh of relief. “Okay. So when can I get up again?”
     
    Her smile quickly flickers and she presses her lips tightly together as though I annoyed her with just that one sentence. “Not until you’re completely better.”
     
    I groan and she smiles apologetically before leaving. The first girl (I think she said her name was Twyla) comes in right after.
     
    Lily says, “We can figure out what we’re going to do after you’re freed while you’re injured!”
     
    Twyla looks less than happy over this, and before I can figure out why, Aria and Ben burst into the room with a wheelchair.
     
    “Perfect for giving rides!” squeals Aria.
     
    I arch my eyebrows very deliberately at them. I say frostily, “And who, might I ask, would be the unfortunate soul so unlucky as to have to endure a ride in that?”
     
    The next minute, Twyla taps a few buttons on a nearby screen and my bed literally turns into a slide, and I go straight into the wheelchair.
     
    I gasp with indignation. With as much attitude as I can muster, I blurt out,“Nuh-uh! No way! I would rather be looking right over the edge of this floating-city-ship thing than riding in