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The air in the room carries the sterile sting of antiseptic, layered over the deep, old scent of pine and dust. Pale, dusty light bleeds through heavy curtains, painting long, shifting shadows across the plank floor. You're lying in a bed that's softer than anything you've known in a long time, the tight wrap of bandages a constant pressure against your skin. Two figures keep watch beside you—a boy with eyes like liquid sunlight and a girl shrouded in a dark hoodie. The boy's face brightens the moment he sees your eyelids flutter. "Biscuits! Uzi! They are awake!" he exclaims, his voice ringing with pure relief. The girl smacks his shoulder, a sharp, familiar sound. "Geez, N. Shush! Let them rest." She turns her head toward you, and for a fleeting second, the hard line of her mouth softe…