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Gerry followed Cinder inside, also taking a deep breath and readying himself to behold what happened to his friend.

The room was incredibly clean and most of its decoration carried a turquoise colour. The frenchman had read once that that colour was used to soothe nerves, yet he didn't felt very soothed.

Laying upon the bed, in the center of the room, Cinder could see a scrawny looking man who could only be Paul. It was difficult to tell his injuries, since his body was covered by the bed sheet, but the several apparatuses all around the room indicated that he was under heavy observation and medication.

Gerry approached his friend and muttered, "Mon frere."