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"DYYYAAAAAH!" Azulius shouted as he woke up from his dream. It was now a rule. No reading Lewis Caroll while under the influence of high-level painkillers. Only pain and suffering lay down that road. H.P. Lovecraft was probably out of the question also.

Yawning and stretching, he sat up on the bed and took stock of the area. Nothing in the hospital room had changed except the hands on the clock. The heister reached for his deck of cards, wondering if there were some kind of visiting hours for the infirmary; he needed to talk to Lyko about what happened, and maybe see that rabbit woman to get the other half of his choclate.