Re: Twelve Hours Later....
Lian had managed to move Damien from the living room into her bedroom, lying him in on the bed. She had managed to clean almost all of the blood off of her floor and couch, as well as off of him. It was the only way she had been able to focus for the the past twelve hours. She hadn't even slept, and it showed on her face.
"I'm here, Damien," she said, sitting on the bed next to him. "Are you alright?"
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