Osteogenesis Imperfecta
by Joshua Falken
Thanks to BenRG for beta-read and edit this chapter :-)
Author's note: Osteogenesis Imperfecta is an Alternate Universe fic, where Ash has the disease of the title. Also, this genetic disorder is real, it really exists. For more info, access http://www.oif.org
Copyright note: the song "Pokemon World" was written by John Loeffer and John Siegler for "Pokémon The Movie 2000" soundtrack (it's also a version for Orange League season theme song...). It's just a in-joke, no copyright infringement intented.
Now, the chapter 8! :-)
Chapter 8 - Suspended Animation
Viridian City General Hospital
Room 510 - Suspended Animation Chamber
June 18, 2063
Dr. Andrew Rupertson looked at his patient, Ash Ketchum, in the Suspended Animation Chamber with a sense of lingering horror. He sighed and placed his face in the hands. I can't believe that I authorized that, he thought.
The Suspended Animation Chamber (or the 'Cryogenic Bio-metabolic Minimization and Sustenance Chamber,' to give it its' proper name) was one of the harshest and most dangerous procedures in the whole history of the Medicine, right up at the top of the list along with field amputation and the frontal lobotomy. The machine was designed to reduce the patient's metabolic rates to close to zero. It was known to some as the 'living death,' but it was the only way to keep Ash alive when he had just two and a half litres of blood in his body... Unfortunately, in Ash's case, time had been of the essence, and to get Ash into the life-preserving stasis as quickly as possible, the medical team had been forced to ignore virtually every safety procedure in the book. And now, there was no guarantee that Ash would ever wake up. Even with his body operating at less than one hundredth of one percent of its' normal speed, the low blood level was beginning to tell. If the patient did not receive a full transfusion soon
Dr. Rupertson felt a hand in his shoulder. "How is he doing?" Brenda Wiggins asked, her face reflecting the same exhaustion that filled Dr. Rupertson's body.
The two doctors' breaths formed small clouds in the cold room. A series of monitors indicated several vital signs: heartbeat, body temperature, breathing, blood pressure, and brain activity...
"He's stable," Rupertson reported. "In a CBMS Chamber there is nothing else to be, but if he doesn't receive at least two more litres of blood soon..." He shook his head. "There is virtually nothing but Saline Solution running through his cardiovascular system right now, Brenda, and there isn't enough haemoglobin in his blood to provide oxygen to his limbs. Even in the chamber there is a risk of gangrene or brain asphyxia."
Although Ash could not hear, both doctors whispered in respect to the patient. Wiggins nodded. She knew about her patient's condition.
"And how is Mrs. Ketchum?" Rupertson asked.
"She was sleeping until a few minutes ago," Wiggins replied. "Dr. Gough had to have her sedated eventually, poor woman. Anyway, she is awake now and she wants to speak with you. That young colleague of Ash's, I think that his name is Richie, and Prof. Oak, are taking care of her. But Mr. Harrison is having problems containing young Ms. Williams. She just keeps pacing around, asking when she can visit Ash."
"She cannot see the patient..." Rupertson declared, indicating the chamber. "Not like this, Brenda, not with him in this state. It would break her heart."
"Of course."
"Dr. Rupertson?" They went back to the entrance, where a nurse awaited.
"Yes, Nurse Sheckly?"
"The Director asked for you to make a statement to the reporters."
Those vampires, the leader of the medical team thought. Won't they give the poor boy a rest? "Tell the Director that I cannot talk to the press about my patient's condition without the authorisation of his family," Rupertson snapped angrily.
"Do you know something?" Dr. Wiggins spoke suddenly. "I would like to know what he might be thinking about inside that high-tech coffin..."
Rupertson gave Wiggins a funny look. "Brenda, the CBMS Chamber inhibits brain activity," he reminded his colleague. "There isn't even enough for REM activity, you know that." Wiggins nodded in agreement, but she wasn't so sure. If there was anyone who could defy the rules, it was Ash Ketchum. After all, he should be dead right now dead a decade ago in fact.
Rupertson adjusted his shirt and tightened his necktie. "You know, I think I know how to get the blood stocks we need," he told Wiggins. "I think it is time we made those overgrown Fearows in the Press work for us"
Local: Beyond the Infinite
Date: Beyond the Eternity
"Wake up, Ash," said a neutral voice.
Ash Ketchum opened his eyes. He felt pain, but nothing that was unbearable. He rose from where he had been lying on the stony ground.
Where am I? he thought. Suddenly, he noticed that he was in front of an imposing building made of black granite. The doors, made of a brilliant black ebony wood, had the emblem of the Sun throwing a solar flare.
Ash saw his reflection in the door and noted that he wasn't dressed in his usual blue jacket, or his League cap. He dressed black pants and shirt, armoured short black gloves, a black leather jacket or cape, with a collar closed with a black metal clasp, and black armoured boots that ran up to his knees. The hood of the black rain cape covered his head.
It looks like some kind of super-hero uniform, he thought, surprised.
Instinctively, he placed the gloved hands in his waist, verifying his Pokébelt was in place. He sighed in relief when he noticed that his Pokémon were OK. Until that he saw one of the Pokéballs that was attached to it. It was pure black, with a neon blue line shining around the join between the two hemispheres...
"What is going on?" he murmured.
At that moment, the black doors opened up slowly...
Edward Jenner Building
June 18, 2063
Detective Jenny Wigand looked into Ash Ketchum's old hospital room of an apartment in the eighth floor of the building that was on the other side of the street. Other two policemen searched for the weapon of the crime, but she knew that they would not find it. They had already found the three used .300-calibre rifle bullet cases. They are being checked in Viridian City Forensic Laboratory to find any clues to who had fired the gun. It was obvious that this had been a professional hit.
She shook the head. How can she be so incompetent? She should have known that whoever had attacked Ash would come back to finish the job...
"Detective?"
She turned and saw the caretaker of the building. "Yes, Mr. Meklin?"
"Here are the rental records for the apartment."
She read the documents: according to them the apartment had been rented for a young couple from Seafoam City, John and Janet Smith. The detective snorted. Of course, they were false names. She knew that before even checking the information.
Neither Mr. Meklin nor the receptionist remembered anything about the couple. It was strange, almost as if their memories had been erased somehow...
Viridian City General Hospital
5th Floor
Ultra-Intensive Care Unit Waiting Room
June 18, 2063
Dr. Brenda Wiggins entered to find a red-haired woman sitting in the corner with her face held in her hands. A young man that could easily pass as Ash's twin brother and a white-haired man were both trying to comfort her.
"Can I speak to her, please?" Brenda asked gently. "Alone, if you don't mind."
Richie Trenton and Samuel Oak looked at each other and left the room.
The geneticist sat down beside Delilah Ketchum. "How are you, Delilah?"
"I will fell better as soon as Ash is out of that technological horror," the engineer replied with just a hint of a sob. She lifted her eyes. "Dr. Wiggins..."
"Brenda." the doctor corrected.
"Alright then, Brenda. Will Ash recover?"
The doctor looked into Delilah's eyes. She could not deceive her. "I hope so yes. However, as doctor, I have to say that in a case like this, there is no way for us to guarantee anything. I'm sorry. As a friend though... if Ash has inherited just 10% of your will, then he will leave that Chamber walking on his own two feet."
"I would like to see that," Delilah replied with a hollow laugh.
Dr. Wiggins was silent. She was thinking of the remarkable strength of will that Delilah possessed. In particular, she remembered a meeting that she had participated with Delilah the following day to Ash's birth, in the office of Director of the Hospital.
Pallet Town Memorial Hospital
Director's Office
February 15, 2050
Delilah Ketchum was seated in front of the table of Director of the Hospital, Dr. Matheson. Also in the room was Dr. Brenda Wiggins, the doctor that had diagnosed the disease afflicting her newborn son, Ash, and a Social Worker, Mrs. Thomas. Mrs. Thomas was the most serious-faced woman that Delilah had met in her life.
The Director cleaned his throat. "Mrs. Ketchum, I believe that Dr. Wiggins already informed you on your son's diagnosis."
The engineer confirmed that with a nod of the head.
"I am sure that you will agree that we all want your son to have the best care available," Matheson continued. Delilah frowned, was not liking the paternal, if not openly patronising, tone in which the man addressed her...
Mrs. Thomas suddenly lunged forward and stuck an official-looking form under Delilah's nose. "Please sign this." she said in a tone that bordered on being an order.
"What is this?" Delilah asked, reading the legal form carefully.
Thomas stood up and walked over to Delilah. She pointed out the relevant parts with an impatient stab of her fingers. "This form gives your consent to pass custody of your son to the state," she explained, impatient. She was a busy woman and had no time to state the obvious to this probably emotionally damaged woman.
"What!?" Delilah asked in a coldly furious tone. Did they want her to abandon Ash? How dare they think of even asking that?
"Mrs. Ketchum," Thomas said in a tired and snide tone. "Please understand that this will be in the best interests of your son and your own. Do you really think that you will have the skills and the facilities you will need to raise him? Please take into account that he will require constant medical treatments for the rest of his life. Honestly, could you really take the pressure? Could you afford the costs of the treatments?"
"Doctor Matheson, I can't believe that you are co-operating with this!" Dr. Wiggins exclaimed in horror.
"Neither do I!" Delilah snapped as she stood up. "In answer to your 'request,' Ms. Thomas: No. I will not give up my son! Never!"
"Mrs. Ketchum..." Matheson pleaded. Delilah silenced Dr. Matheson, with a glare that should have exploded him like a ripe melon.
"All right!" Delilah said, throwing up her hands in disbelief. "In the unlikely event that I sign this... thing, what will happen to Ash?"
"Well..." The social worker was surprised at Delilah's refusal. "He would go to an institution that has the facilities and skilled staff to provide the special care that he needs. He would receive a special education to help him adapt to his condition, his genetic abnormality"
Delilah scowled. "Dr. Wiggins, do you think that this is in my son's best interests?"
The doctor breathed in deeply. What she was about to say would probably end her career, but she didn't care. This was the Twenty-first Century and institutionalising those with long-term serious illnesses was a mistake that had been mostly eradicated late in the last century. "No," she said. "Frankly, Mrs. Ketchum, I think that it would ruin whatever chance your son has to live a happy life."
"My opinion exactly," Delilah replied. She turned back to the social worker and the director of the hospital, and spoke in a dangerously calm tone. "My son won't go to an institution. He will be with me!"
And she left the room, slamming the door with enough force to break the glass.
Local: Beyond the Infinite
Date: Beyond the Eternity
Ash walked into the room, as soon as the ebony doors stopped moving. A weak light came from a kind of glass column in the centre of the gigantic and dark room.
As soon as the doors closed, the light brightened and the same voice that woke him up announced: "Welcome, Chosen One."
Chosen One... it was how Lugia had addressed him...
"Who are you?"
The voice did not reply.
Ash tried to think back, and suddenly he remembered the agony as the bullets smashed into his body with frightening clarity. He swallowed nervously before shouting out another question: "Am I dead?"
There was laughter. "No, not at all. But your doctors have been forced to use a treatment that has put you into a state very like death, and that has given us the opportunity to meet."
At that moment, the atmosphere became very cold. Ash looked at in turn. There were glass statues of Legendary Pokémon and several unknown ones. Lugia, Zapdos, Articuno, Mew, Suincune, Mewtwo...
"They are part of your destiny." A woman's voice spoke suddenly, with the appearance of a bluish light.
Behind the brilliant column was a great stairway; seemingly waiting for him near the top was an unknown woman. He could only see her silhouette, but he had the annoying feeling that knew her.
"Who are you?"
"I am the Guardian, the One who is... and you? You are the One who is yet to come."
A terribly high-pitched sound suddenly blared out all around Ash, making him cover his ears and cry out in pain.
Legendary Birds Café
June 18, 2063
"So, Richie? How is Ash doing?" Several Trainers and Gym Leaders were crowded around Richie, hoping for an update.
"I don't know! The doctors only told Mrs. Ketchum and Professor Oak!"
The news of the attack against Ash had dropped like a Hydrogen Bomb among the Global League Trainers and the several League Gym Leaders that were still in the city after yesterday's emergency meeting. Some were watching the TV set, hoping for information, others were interrogating Richie.
"Hey, guys!" A young Novice trainer yelled, indicating the TV set.
"This is I. N. N," boomed a portentous voice as the Novice turned up the Indigo News Network. The graphic 'Special Bulletin' appeared in front of the announcer. "And in breaking news," he said, "doctors at Viridian City General Hospital have just made a statement regarding the condition of Trainer Ash Ketchum, reported to be fighting for his life after the second assassination attempt in just one week."
Immediately, silence reigned in the Legendary Birds Café. On the TV screen, the face of the announcer was replaced by the image of Dr. Rupertson, with Doctors Cook and Wiggins standing behind him like bodyguards. They were facing a battalion of reporters who were shouting questions.
"How is he, Dr. Rupertson?"
"Is it true that he is in Suspended Animation?"
"How long will it be before he recovers?" the reporters didn't stop shouting for a second.
"One moment!" The doctor's voice cut through the babble like a bell. "Ladies and gentlemen, please give me your attention. Now, as you know, we didn't usually make detailed statements regarding the condition of patients. However, given the critical nature of this situation, the family agreed to allow us to make the following statement." He breathed deeply. "At 4:30 PM yesterday, the patient received three shots in the chest from a high-powered rifle. The bullets were removed from the scene and were found to loaded with a chemical warfare agent designed to induce blood poisoning. After five hours of surgery, a combination of blood loss due to the wounds and the poisoning of the remaining blood in the patient's body, forced the doctors treating the patient to undertake the most severe procedures to preserve his life. Among them was the total substitution of the total volume of blood, due to the poisoning. Unfortunately, due to the fact that the hospital had only a minimal stock of blood of the correct type, and the fact that patient is highly allergic to most synthetic blood substitutes, the medical team judged it necessary to place the patient in a Cryogenic Bio-metabolic Minimization and Sustenance Chamber..."
All the trainers that were seeing the statement swallowed dryly. They didn't need a medical diploma to know that this procedure was very dangerous...
The UN Space Exploration Agency developed Suspended Animation thirty years ago as part of the proposed manned space flights to the planets Jupiter and Saturn. Unfortunately, the technology proved to be extremely unreliable. Only ten of the volunteers who tested the prototype chambers at the laboratories in Huntsville, England, survived intact. Of the other 40 people, thirty-five suffered irreversible complications ranging from paralysis to disabling brain damage and the remaining five They died while in stasis. For no obvious reasons, their bodies just shut down.
The doctor was continuing: "We urge anyone of blood Type O Rhesus Negative to please come to the Hospital and donate blood..."
The silence was enough thick to be cut with a knife. Everybody thought the same: there was a very big chance of the career, and possibly the life, of Ash Ketchum had reached the end, one way or another.
Viridian City General Hospital
June 19, 2063
It was practically One o'clock in the morning when Misty Williams decided that she couldn't take any more. She had to see Ash!
Quietly, she, Togepi and Pikachu moved towards room 510. Two heavily armed policemen were guarding the door. Now they protect Ash... she thought bitterly. How will I get past them?
She had an idea, and whispered something in Pikachu's ear.
== == == ==
Officers Rogers and Kahn were surprised when a Pikachu, using Agility, appeared before them.
"What is that Pikachu doing here?" Rogers asked. Then a stun-level Thunder-shock attack flashed out and made him collapse, twitching and shouting in pain.
"What? But..." Now, it was the turn of policeman Kahn to 'enjoy' Pikachu's attention.
Rogers staggered to his feet, his leather jacket still smouldering. "After it!" he shouted.
The two men ran after the electric Pokémon as it fled around the corner. They did not notice when a orange-haired girl stepped out of the shadows and entered into room 510.
== == == ==
Misty was shocked at the sight of Ash. He was inside of an enormous crystal tube with complex equipment linked up all around it. That tube was full of a clear gel-like chemical substance. And floating in that substance, illumined with a gentle blue light, was Ash Ketchum.
His skin, as far as Misty could tell, had a grey tone, his eyes were shut, his hair floated in the fluid and his face was completely without expression. Innumerable tubes and sensors were connected to his body. She saw the several scars in his skin, from the many surgeries that he had experienced over his short life. His broken skeleton was being held in place by hundreds of fine bars of metal that punctured his skin. It was as if somebody had passed over Ash with hundreds of needles.
The sound of a heart beating, once every thirty seconds, amplified by one of the life support computers filled the room like an ominous drumbeat.
"Ash..." Misty said, her voice desolate and sad. "Oh oh no" Tears began to run down her cheeks and froze quickly in the icy cold of the suspended animation room.
She approached slowly of the Chamber and she touched the glass with the fingers of her right hand. She felt the absolute cold. He seems... dead, she thought.
Immediately, she hugged herself, as if to protect herself from that idea. The person floating in the crystalline fluid didn't seem to have the energy of the boy with who she had sung at the informal party at the end of Orange League...
Pummelo Restaurant
Pummelo Island, Orange Archipelago
October 21, 2061
She, Ash and Tracey were in the Pummelo Restaurant, as guests of Drake Highway, Pummelo Island's Gym Leader, the man that Ash had defeated that morning, to win the Orange League and enter in its Hall of the Fame.
They were celebrating informally, since the official ceremony had happened that afternoon: It was Drake's way of thanking Ash for helping to stop Team Rocket when they tried to steal his Dragonite.
Misty noticed something in the corner of the restaurant and had an idea. She whispered something to Drake that made him smile broadly. The Gym Leader got up from the table.
Ash was still admiring the Orange League Challenge Cluster Trophy, when he heard an amplified voice boom out. "Ladies and gentlemen!" Drake announced, close to a karaoke machine. "I have the pleasure to announce the participation of Orange League's current Champion, Ash Ketchum, in our karaoke competition!"
Ash's heart sank when heard that. "What?" he blurted.
"Misty said that you were a great singer and that this was your chance to show that." Drake explained with a totally unbelievable air of innocence. Ash's brown-on-blue eyes fastened desperately on the Cerulean City Trainer. Misty simply smiled at him, all feminine innocence and sincerity.
She and Tracey practically pushed him in the direction of the machine. Ash seized Misty's arm when she began to be to walk away. "If you think that I will be alone in this mess, think again." The Trainer from Pallet Town told her firmly.
An embarrassed smile appeared on Misty's face, making Ash laugh. The music began, and Misty was suddenly out of time to protest against Ash's sudden counter-move.
Ash seized the microphone and he began to sing...
So you wanna be the Master of
Pokémon?
Understand the secrets and have more fun?
Ash looked at for Misty. It was her turn. Misty grimaced, but she began to sing also.
So you wanna be the Master of
Pokémon?
Do you have the skills to be number one?
Number one!
(Let's do it!)
Now, they sang in chorus.
I wanna take the ultimate step
Find the courage to be bold - Yeah
To risk it all and not forget
The lessons that I hold
I wanna go where no one's been
Far beyond the crowd
To learn the way to take command
Use the power that's in my hand
We all live in Pokémon World
I wanna be the greatest Master of them all
We all live in Pokémon World
Put myself to the test
To be better than all the rest
Every day along the way
I will be prepared
With every challenge I will gain
The knowledge to be shared
In my heart there's no the doubt of who I want to be
Right here standing strong
Standing next to me
What's the risk?
The greatest Master of Pokémon
We all live in Pokémon World
(Pokémon World)
I wanna be the greatest Master of them all
(Master of them all)
We all live in Pokémon World
Put myself to the test
To be better than all the rest
So you wanna be the Master of POKÉMON?
Understand the secrets and HAVE MORE FUN
So you wanna be the Master of POKÉMON?
Do you have the skills to be NUMBER ONE?
In that point, they had forgotten about the people in the restaurant. They were in completely carried away by the music and the joy of singing together.
We're living
(I say we're living in the)
We're living
(In Pokémon World)
We're living
(In Pokémon World)
We're living in the
(Pokémon!)
We all live in Pokémon World
(Pokémon World)
I wanna be the greatest Master of them all
(Master of them all)
We all live in Pokémon World
Put myself to the test
To be better than all the rest
(Better than all the rest)
We all live in Pokémon World
(Pokémon World)
I wanna be the greatest Master of them all
(Master of them all)
We all live in Pokémon World
Put myself to the test
To be better than all the rest
We all live in Pokémon World
(Pokémon World)
I wanna be the greatest Master of them all
(Master of them all)
We all live in Pokémon World!
The two trainers blushed and thanked the crowds as applause rose to the rafters. Tracey and Pikachu looked at each other and winked knowingly.
Local: Beyond the Infinite
Date: Beyond the Eternity
The sound began to shatter the glass of the statues and to hurt Ash's ears and bones. He felt the vibration splintering his bones. The woman calmly observed him.
Suddenly, Ash noticed that the woman in the high of the stairway had begun to play on a flute. It was the song of Lugia! The pain had disappeared; the glass, and presumably his bones were repairing themselves.
The woman, who was wearing a costume similar to his, stopped playing.
"Who are you?" Ash repeated the question. "And what am I doing here?"
The woman smiled. "To understand your destiny," she explained.
She showed an identical Pokéball the one of Ash had. A blue glow appeared and twenty-six Pokémon in form of letters appeared, ceaselessly circling each other in eye-straining geometrical patterns.
It's an Unown! he thought in amazement. Just one Trainer in the whole of history had captured the complete Unown Glyph Alphabet... The Grand Master, Kimberly Steeleyon...
Suddenly another voice spoke from behind Ash. "Everybody is in this world for a reason. You had a reason, a mission to execute... Ash..." It was a kindly voice, with a rough American accent. Ash whirled to see two men behind him. One was a tall, muscular man wearing a similar costume to the one Ash was wearing, only in matte grey. Strangely, the word 'Security' was spelt out in yellow letters on the breast of his rain cape. "A mission not much different from the one I had to perform, sixty years ago," the man in grey continued.
The other man was a tall, painfully thin black man with thick hair, entirely dressed in black leathers. His face was haggard with pain, but his black-on-blue eyes were kind. "It is not a curse, your condition," he told Ash. "It is a strange kind of blessing. Think of it as simply a way of opening your mind to the truths about our world that remain hidden to most people."
"Sir do you?" Ash asked.
The black man laughed. "Yes, Ash, I suffer from Osteogenesis Imperfecta too. That is why I am here with the Guardians; the One who was, the One who is and the One who is yet to come."
"You have much to do, Ash," the woman said. Her voice had changed, and her form had changed too. Now, she was a 15 year-old girl, who he recognised immediately.
"Misty?!"
Unown suddenly stopped rotating. The glyph shaped like the letter 'h' hovered right in front of Ash's face. It began to shine with a powerful blue light that filled Ash's being, driving out the cold and the pain and the hurt...
"It's time to wake up, Ash Ethan Ketchum."
"Unown!" the powerful earth/psi-type agreed loudly.
Viridian City General Hospital
Room 510
June 19, 2063
The memories were all too much for Misty. They boiled up; tormenting her with the life that should have been in the boy floating before her. Tears streamed down her face and she reached out to touch the glass tube. Ash, she thought desperately. Don't die. Don't leave me alone. Misty sucked in a sob. Come on you still have too much to do! Misty put all her will into her next thought, projecting it at her friend with all her might. It's time to wake up, Ash Ethan Ketchum In that exact instant, Ash's eyes opened wide and looked into her own.
The orange-haired girl screamed in utter terror. Her scream attracted some doctors and nurses. The ward nurse gasped when she saw the intruder and spoke severely. "Miss Williams, you should not be here." Another nurse took Misty outside of the room.
Dr. Kent Holland, the UICU Consultant, was summoned. Five minutes later, he was reading the life support records and he could only stare at the message that the machines were giving him. Higher brain activity, a rush of activity the metathalmus region (where psychic activity took place) Even extreme REM responses The patient was dreaming. But how was that possible? Nobody dreamed whilst in Suspended Animation... It was impossible
Holland swallowed nervously as he observed the life support monitors. Even though the body functions remained at their glacial slow pace, the brain activity monitors flashed and drew violent lines on the charts. He turned and fled, looking for Dr. Rupertson.
In the suddenly empty room, there was no one to see the patient's staring brown-on-blue eyes begin to glow faintly with power.
Northstar Hotel
Room 3517
June 19, 2063
The Leader of Saffron City's Marsh Gym, Sabrina Bowman, couldn't sleep. She was lying in the bed, thinking of everything that had happened. Trying understand the reason of that chain of events. Sighing, she stood up and began to watch the weak rain that was falling over the city.
Suddenly, she felt a strange presence a power both old and new that made her psychic senses light up. Then a bright fork of lightning flashed unexpectedly across the sky, making her jump in fear. But even in her confusion, she saw something in the rainy sky. A bird that was close to the size of a small aircraft soaring over the rooftops, a golden yellow bird that seemed to emit flashes of lightning.
She recognised it, of course; no Trainer worth his or her name would fail to do so. "Zapdos?" Sabrina murmured. "What are you doing here?"
Then she looked at in the direction from where Zapdos came. He had come from the direction of Viridian City General Hospital...
To be Continued... Chapter 9 coming soon!
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