"Wake up, wake up, time to be waking up, Mysty." I woke up just then, for it sounded like my mother's voice, in much pain I sat up, surround by things that made me more comfortable. Some fur was shaved off my arm. A "bracelet" was on my arm. Now I think I know what "surgery" is. I don't like it. A big hand was touching me. She smiled at me. "Good morning, Mysty!" said she. The guy with hairy hands came up to her, tapped her on the shoulder and said, "I don't think the surgery was successful," "Why?" said the girl. "I checked his.." "Excuse me, her," "Her, whatever, anyway I checked her breathing. It didn't sound good." "When?" "When she was sleeping," she turned from the man and touched me again, tears in her eyes, and said, "We tried, Mysty, we tried."
~Scheduled Again~
"O.K.. We're gonna set Mysty for surgery in a couple months." "Months? What if it spreads?" said a old lady. The hairy hands guy replied and said, "We'll quickly remove it." "O.K.." And as soon as a flash, it was night
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