(Mic slowly wakes up) Mic: hmmm...where...am....i? (he tries to straighten up a little but it hurts a lot) Mic: damn!... It... hurts.... Where am I?.... Why... am I in bandages? And...what...am I on someone's...couch? (you enter the room) You: oh! you already woke up! That's good! How are you feeling, why am I asking, of course it's bad. I immediately say, I'm not crazy, I called an ambulance, but they don't come. Mic:(confused)Who...are...you? You: My name is Talkior, heh (I smile)
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