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Logan sat stiffly in the metal folding chair as the therapist turned to him. "Everyone, this is Logan Crofters. He'll be in this group for the next two months while everything settles down for him." The therapist introduces. "Logan, how are you feeling today?"
"Better, I suppose." Logan states, shifting slightly. "I really don't see the purpose in this."
"It's good to get things out." Dr. Foley smiles, turning to a lanky teenager with shaggy hair. "And how are you today Logan."
"I'm fine..." Logan nods, "I'm out of the hospital, aren't I?"
"Yes, that's good. I'm glad you're recovering from your regression." Dr. Foley smiles, but Logan scowls.
"I don't want to talk about it." He replies curtly.