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This, admittedly, was not what he'd been expecting when he battered down the metal door. He wasn't entirely sure what he'd been expecting, but he knew that it wasn't a town.
Vaguely, he thought he might have been expecting a hospital, although he couldn't quite remember why.
And that was the problem, wasn't it? he mused, wandering over to a bench and sitting down, absently leaning down to scratch at his foot. It felt like something had got caught around his big toe. He couldn't remember why he was expecting a hospital, he couldn't remember why he felt as though his hair was just slightly wrong, and he really couldn't remember why he was wandering around in a blanket.
Perhaps someone else would know why? Or perhaps it would come to him if he waited. Whatever the outcome, it wasn't as though he could do anything but wait, at the moment. And rest, as his chest still hurt for some reason that, yet again, he couldn't remember.
Vaguely, he thought he might have been expecting a hospital, although he couldn't quite remember why.
And that was the problem, wasn't it? he mused, wandering over to a bench and sitting down, absently leaning down to scratch at his foot. It felt like something had got caught around his big toe. He couldn't remember why he was expecting a hospital, he couldn't remember why he felt as though his hair was just slightly wrong, and he really couldn't remember why he was wandering around in a blanket.
Perhaps someone else would know why? Or perhaps it would come to him if he waited. Whatever the outcome, it wasn't as though he could do anything but wait, at the moment. And rest, as his chest still hurt for some reason that, yet again, he couldn't remember.