“Uh, sore, I guess.” I do a quick scan of my body and note that nothing is grievously painful to indicate severe injury. It’s then that I see they’ve put a pink cotton hospital gown on me and a plastic ID band with my name. I cringe, wondering how many people saw me naked on the way in here. “Alright. Well, I’m here to make sure you’re in good shape before you start the enrolment process—” There’s a commotion a few cubicles down and an alarm goes off just before a loud, angry roar. Heavy-booted feet charge past my cubicle towards it. “Looks like not everyone is happy to be here.” Hope waves a
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