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[color=#bf565c][h1]Noah[/h1][h3]The Hospital -- The Apartments[/h3][/color][/center]

Noah woke up the next morning, capital meds be damned it felt like he had attempted to fist-fight a bus. Noah dragged himself out of his bed when the machines attached to his arm, chest and other body parts began screaming at him to do the opposite. A nurse quickly rushed into his room, saying words like delirious, hurt, among other things, he ignored her. He made his way over to a small chair that seemed to have his affects laid out on it and he picked them up before dragging himself to the front desk of the hospital. He signed himself out, picked up some more of his personal affects and headed back to his room. He made his way through the lobby, though each step was tried and tired. He managed to make his way into the elevator within which he was barely able to maintain consciousness. He glanced over at the newspaper reticle on the side of the elevator, it seemed he had been out for days now. 

All the more reason to leave immediately and start back the next day. The clock in the elevator read 3 and he wasn’t sure whether that was in the morning or the night, he had just been outside but he wasn’t in a state of mind that could easily recall things, even if they did just happen. The elevator ride seemed to last an eternity. He was trying to remember where he had been when he was stung, the outskirts, but what had stung him. All he could remember was that it had targeted Ari. Ari, where was she? Noah couldn’t pull his mind together enough in order to bring these memories to the forefront of his mind and thusly he waited in the elevator in silence. When the doors opened he stumbled out into the hallway, fumbling with the door handle before realizing it was already open, he must’ve forgotten to close it – or perhaps Ari had visited, either way he wasn’t sure what was going on and he wanted to sleep.

He took two steps into the room before collapsing, the room smelled nice, like a combination of a sea breeze and flowers. He found himself snuggling up to the carpet, he hadn’t made it to the bed but the floor would have to do. That was when he glanced over to his side and noticed a closet slightly ajar. A cocktail dress hung in the closet. He didn’t remember buying a cocktail dress anytime in the recent past. That was odd, it wasn’t nearly his colors either. He was slipping off to sleep now. The dress could’ve been Ari’s colors though, it’d look nice on her. By the time Noah could complete the obvious thought that lay before him he was unconscious.