As Crona lay under the white sheet, their eyes fluttered open. They lay there for a while, hearing the sounds of people getting rolled away in stretchers. They wondered why they could only move their eyes. They heard a familar voice. One they knew. Maka. They heard the sobs, and felt the sheet pulled off of them. They moved their eyes frantically to tell her they were alive. She brought her hands to her mouth and yelled, "Sid! She's alive! She's alive!'
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