Injured
Sabrina was in a state of shock. She was clutching at her wound in a vain attempt to stop the blood flowing from it. She swayed feebly on her feet, then fainted due to a loss of blood.
When she came to, she found herself on a bed. The smell of disinfectant assailed her. A drip was attached to her left hand and the wound had been bandaged. A nurse greeted her perfunctorily and set about checking her temperature.
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