Anna's footsteps stopped next to the bed turned down for the comatose Adam, his body casually fixed beneath the sheets, arms at his sides. Everything in the room was crisp, clean, and fresh. Flowers poked out from the mouth of a vase bringing a sweet scent of lilac to the air. The curtains had been pulled back, letting the sun beam down through the
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"Where's Thorn?"
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-whine-
*looks up at her, the tip of his tail flicking*
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"Remember, pooch. Set foot beyond that tape and I'mm skin you with a letter opener..."
Anna coughs, looking back at the portal with a wrist waiting for the CSI inspector. Frustration seems to grow on her face, which is nothing too unusual.
"Laramie, be a dear and get Thorn..."
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