lethe

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He steels himself for their introduction. He can't remember it, doesn't know what happened to some of his memories from the time before he woke up in the hospital, missing his arms, but he knows she will be here. He knows she won't be infected; she's one of the lucky immune ones and because of people like her, one day, there will be a cure.

He takes a deep breath as he walks down the hall. Everything will be fine. Time heals all wounds, right? It's been years. He's had decades to prepare for this.

Oh god.

(He's not ready.)

(fin.)

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