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Skeleton Keys

"Help, please."


He had to get out of the wheelchair, it was stifling. He was already trying to do that on his own, but between the haze in his head and the fact that he could only use one arm, it was proving difficult.
 
Rhea smiled a bit before pushing Sanz so he was facing the couch. She then returned to the side he didn't have surgery on and held out her arm.
 
Sanz took ahold of Rhea's arm, harder than he would have liked to admit, and took a step.


Okay, his legs felt less like jello and more like lumbering piles of rubble. They could hold him, but moving too much might cause the whole thing to collapse. When he made it to the couch, he let out a sigh and closed his eyes


"Thank you"
 
Rhea smiled at Sanz, helping him to the couch. She was happy for his thanks, despite almost losing balance as he used her for a prop. "Don't worry... you will defiantly start feeling better by tomorrow." She assured him.
 
"I hope so. Remind me never to break my arm so badly I need surgery again."


Sanz opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He could have sworn it was rotating slowly. There was something he had wanted to ask Rhea . . . what was it? His brain was trying to fight its way back through his memory


"Rhea . . . do you live with your brother?"


No . . . that wasn't right. But it was a start
 
Rhea was just starting to sit down herself. Her hand run over her bottom, straightening her skirt as she took a very eloquent seat next to Sanz. She looked at him a bit surprised by the question, "Ah... no... Sorry." Woops, she wasn't sure why she was apologizing just now. "I don't live with him. I'm just spending the night." She told Sanz.
 
If Sanz had been more observant, he probably would have made a mental note of Rhea's particular manner of sitting. As it stood, he wasn't in any state to do so


"I see . . . then you were doing the same a few nights ago as well?"
 
"I was just hanging around the clinic." Rhea told Sanz. "I only spend the night a few weeks... Roen asked me to perhaps come around here today to best help you... since we are in the same school."
 
"Okay . . . that makes sense."


Sanz couldn't shake the feeling that something was a tad wrong with that statement, but he couldn't think of any rational reason why, so he let it go. The lull of sleep was starting to come back, and he wondered whether he should fight it or not


"I think I might close my eyes for a few minutes."
 
"Do you want me to wake you up when food is ready?" Rhea asked Sanz, he seem to already be dozing off.
 
"Maybe . . ."


Sanz closed his eyes, and within a few minutes was softly dozing again. He clearly wasn't used to this state of affairs.
 
"I'm not hungry Larissa . . ."


The words were half mumbled as Sanz was shaken. He clearly was not fully awake.
 
"No.. umm it's Rhea..." Rhea said softly when Sanz called out a name she didn't know.


"Ah let him be... he'll wake up eventually." Roen had put some plain pasta on a small TV table in front of Sanz.
 
"You said you weren't hungry. Said a name: Larissa." Rhea said before sitting next to Sanz with her own plate of food. Roen sat on the single couch on the other side.
 
"Really?"


Sanz looked blankly at the plate in front of him for a minute. How out of it had he been to mention that name? Didn't matter. What was more pertinent was whether the food sitting in front of him would stay down once he put it in his system. Well, only one way to find out. Sanz took a slow bite, and didn't take any more for the time being. He wasn't sure it was going to settle
 
"You should be fine... it's been a few hours." Roen said, watching Sanz seemingly poke at his food like a alien object, even after he took one slow bite.


Rhea could only smile, she thought her brother was being a bit harsh.
 
"You might want to tell that to my stomach."


Sanz's tone was slightly dry, devoid of amusement at the situation.
 
"Drink the water." Roen told him a bit softer. Rhea felt bad for the poor guy, but this was why he was spending the night.
 
Sanz did as he was told. Initially only drinking a little bit before downing half the glass. He hadn't realized how dehydrated he was.


"Any idea how long until I start to feel normal?"
 
"You should have been an hour ago... but it is ok. You are proububly are slow to circulate the drugs and the water will help a bit." Rhea told Sanz before taking a small bite of food.
 
"I don't--usually have this many drugs in my system. Or any for that matter."


Sanz shook his head slowly


"It's a bit of a kick when I end up needing them though."
 
"That makes sense... if your body isn't use to drugs in your system, then they can linger longer since your body doesn't know how to deal with it." Rhea said thinking out loud.
 
Sanz didn't last much longer that night, falling asleep where Roen dictated. The next morning his eyes blinked open extremely groggily. At first he was confused looking at his surroundings, then hissed slightly as he felt what felt like several needles in his arm.


"Right. Surgery."


He looked around slowly, taking in his surroundings.
 

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