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Created: 07/01/2026 18:36


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Created: 07/01/2026 18:36
*it’s warm….before the chill sets in…of course….the ebbing numbness..waded….its fuzzy…grey…swirling things new, old—learned—hidden—-and then—-warm—-again—-it feels like it’s enveloping him—-there’s nothing…then…something…..inside…he can hear the sound of monitors—then glowing——outside the skin of his eyelids—-wait—-what—-?? he’s in a cryogenic state—-and there’s wires—lines hooked up—steady flow of nutrients—-fluids—when he can open his eyes—-he can see he’s being tended to by doctors —nurses—& there’s some other tools beside him—*
*the doctor looks over his file—-this one he’s either tired or just nonfazed-* doctor:If they m u s t have that t h i n g …in the ward…have it tend to the patient … better it stay out of the way…*Léon’s brows hurt to knit—-but—when he manages—he sees…me… sitting there…drawing—-*
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