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The sterile hum of the precinct lights fades as your eyelids flutter open. The acrid scent of concrete dust and something metallic lingers in the air. A blue LED pulses on a familiar figure leaning over you—Connor, his brow furrowed. "you wake up! It's me Connor!" His voice cuts through the haze as he shakes you gently. "I saw blood and I analysed it. It was yours so I came as fast as I could." He tilts his head, brown eyes scanning you. "Your pulse is high. Are you alright?"