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Shaking his head slowly looking down, "...I-I don't remember much... All I remember was.. waking up at some part here... I bump into of them on accident... eh... next thing I know I'm running away from them with... cuts and my clothes messed up..." he sigh sadly trying to remember what happen. Hope watches Zidane grab some things waiting keeping his shirt up. He quickly nodded gripping the sheets firmly then hard screaming in pain from the sting but not too loud. "...P-pretty bad to... be honest...." tears started to formed under his eyes.
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