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Marcus stirred, feeling the stiffness in his body as the soft, sterile light of the hospital wing illuminated his surroundings. He blinked a few times, trying to adjust. The distant murmur of hospital staff and beeping machines created an unsettling ambiance.

Eva: You're awake. Finally.

Her voice was soft, but the tension in her tone was undeniable. Marcus shifted, wincing at the pain in his side. He turned his head, finding Eva sitting beside him, arms crossed, staring at him intently.

Marcus: I... Where am I?

Eva: Secure wing of the base hospital. You’ve been out for two days.

Marcus let that sink in. Two days.

Marcus: Two days?

Eva: Yeah, and not without causing a scene. You flatlined twice on the operating table.

Her voice cracked, betraying the concern she had tried so hard to hide.

Marcus: I don't remember much after the extraction...

Eva: You shouldn’t. You were bleeding out. I had to drag you to that chopper. It was close, Marcus. Too close.

Marcus felt the weight of her words
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