RAPHEAL Distorted noises drifted into my ear drums, and being accompanied with little pains stabbing across my skin, I felt irritated. I blinked hard, trying to grasp what was of my environs, I had forgotten how the last one turned out. I just hoped Serafina was safe. After struggling for a while, the voices had become quite clear, making out my mom’s own, Ruben and another male voice which seemed kind of familiar. My eyes opened to a large white ceiling above me, which trailed down to a few faces staring at me, and the nauseating scent of flowers. “Rapheal?” My mom called, inching closer to me. “Are you getting to it now?” The smell of the flowers were strong with her, as if she wore them as a perfume. “Ger the doctor!” She yelled at the nurse standing there, who dashed out in fear. “Rapheal?” She was annoyingly noisy. I studied the scenery again, from the massive overhead window, the gray couch, side table lined with drinks, food and
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