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[indemnifies]

It was ransacked. Completely torn apart. Broken glass and crushed instant food packets littered the floor, and anything that could have been over turned was. The TV was thrown from its stand into the opposite walls, and the beds were torn to shreds. Nothing in the apartment was left untouched

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[indemnifies]

The hours passed. Not a single sign from Simon or whoever had done this showed up.

Until dark loomed over the city. A weak knock--really more of a slap--came to the door. Simon leaned on the wall, unsure of how he'd been able to make it back here, cradling what seemed to be a broken arm, covered in bruises and cuts, stained all over with blood and favoring his right leg. Let him be home. Oh, god, let me in. Simon begged silently. Let me in, please. He tried knocking again, before sinking to the ground outside the door frame.

[indemnifies]

Simon's head darted up at the sound of his name... and then his shoulders sagged in relief. He lifted his good arm to wipe the remnants of blood from his lips as he forced himself to stand again. "Lemme in... please..."