It was hours later that Alyss was out of surgery and wheeled into a room in the ICU, hooked up to monitors and wires with tubes down her throat. Her left arm and leg were broken and wrapped in casts, her torso was wrapped as well for her broken ribs and there were scratches all over her face, arms and legs. Greyin's father sighed and closed the door, going to meet with everyone in the lobby. "I'm not sure you'll want to, but you can see her now," He said gravely.