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Since the incident, Magnus didn't need to sleep like other humans. There were a lot of things that he didn't necessarily need the way he did before. The way that the humans did. He was usually fine with just resting for maybe an hour a day, but it didn't have to be sleep.
But after this last millennium, he was tired. It was time to go down for a bit. Hopefully, one night would be enough, but for most of his kind, it should be a decade. But at this tumultuous time, he can't be out that long. So desperate times call for desperate measures.
Loretta looks at Magnus with her heart in her stomach. "Are you sure about this? Is this safe? I can't lose you."
"No, I'm not sure. I've heard from others that this has worked. I can only hope. I have to be ready to help. But I don't have a decade to rest. I have to try what I can."
Loretta stabs Magnus with the dagger, and he staggers down to the entrance of the ER. To accelerate the resting process, he'll have to spend the night dead.