TWENTY SIX

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Laid there in silence and in a state of unconsciousness, Alea's body was not responding to voices or any sort of activity going on near by her insensible body. She was alive but looked as still as a cold, dead body who was in no way waking up to the cries of her mother, Dr. Andrew and Lilith, Aunt Laura and Vivienne; neither showing any sign of awareness of what was happening around her that could help her wake up from the state of coma that she was looking like she was in; just like how Jeremy Peterson looked like two weeks ago in the very same bed she was laying in. And so the room was filled with worriment with tension so thick in the air that it could be cut with a knife. Aelia's mother, Estelle Dallarosa, sat next to the senseless, passed out body of her daughter that she had made th

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