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A piercing scream ripped through the halls near the mobile infirmary, which, in its customary shifting patterns, was temporarily located on the fifth floor.

The lone occupant of the sterile room jolted up in his bed, bewildered blue eyes frantically searching the otherwise empty room. His right hand kept flexing long digits over the bedspread, just twitching, grasping, spreading over the clean sheets, not so much holding anything as to just moving. His left hand looked like it wanted to too, but the lower arm was held splinted between two aluminum rods -some might recognize it as Kid's glider frame- and slung tight to his body.

It took Kaito a moment to correlate his raw throat to the noise which woke him.

"K-k-kami..." he whispered, voice cracking from how parched it was but sounding so musical to his own ears.

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The door slammed open to a furious Kudo Shinichi, eyes landing on Kaito and scanning the room as he entered, taut fury in his movements. Seeing nobody else, he holstered the gun in his hand, voice a low, tense, possessive tone as he approached the bed.

"Who made you scream?"