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Saturday, April 11
I let out a soft sigh. Putting my glasses down on my desk, I rubbed my temples, my fingers moving in a slow, circular motion...I just don't understand...I tried to hard but...There was nothing I could do for him. The boy was named Jeremy Fitzgerald. He had a large wound near the front of his head, going across, almost like a large bite mark...What could of caused such damage...? I...I Never got the chance to ask. I was too busy trying to save this boy. So much blood was lost bringing him here that I was honestly surprised he was still alive. Once in the operating room...I knew it was too late. Everyone knew....Even the boy seemed to have it dawn upon him that he wasn't going to make it. He kept muttering names as he layed on the operating table, the other doctors frantically working on him, trying in vain to rescue him. ".....M-Mike......S-S-Samus....M-Mari.....B-Bee...B-Bonnie.....F-Foxy....." The odd names continued to fall from the boys lip like the crimson liquid from his wounds. I had managed to patch up the wound, which had mercilessly slashed over his eye as well. The poor thing kept muttering these names, over and over...Were they friends...? Family...? I had so many questions, yet so little answers. When the boy finally did die...His eyes were like saucers. They soft brown seemed to fade into a dull gray, the fear and sorrow being replaced with the lifeless glaze of death. I announced the time of death (4:03 am) and everyone seemed to just...Move on with the day...But I could't. Don't get me wrong, deaths are a common happening among hospitals (Thought we do wish they weren't), but this boy...This Jeremy Fitzgerald...Something just seemed off. I can't place a finger on it, but...Something DID happen after he died. I was alone in the room and...I heard something...Something I wish I had not heard...Something that I know will forever haunt me till I die...Soft sobbing...I turned, and saw a figure crouching atop the body...I froze, eyes wide. It looked up at me and...And...Nothing...The world just tipped upside down, and blackness fell...I woke up on the floor. I can't remember what the face looked like. I don't want to...I just wish I could of helped that boy...
(Diary of Dr. Deloris Poral)

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