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Everything was… spinning.
TK stumbled out of the ambulance, trying and failing to find his balance. His vision was coming in and out, the same with his hearing. Nothing was making sense. What… happened?
Hands came out of nowhere and grabbed him, caught him, helped ease him down. Who…? His father’s face swam into view. He was mouthing something, but it was like trying to see details through a foggy window. He couldn’t quite make them out.
Another hand took his. Carlos ducked into view. And with him came a bit more clarity.
“You’re okay, Tyler. Just stay with me.”
