[ She doesn't remember his face. There's no spark of recognition in her eyes -- there's just fear, fear of whoever is standing in front of her, this stranger who hurt her. ]
Wh-- who are you? Why did you hurt me?
[ Stumbling back from him, she can't go far; her head still hurts and her body is sore. ]
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Wh-- who are you? Why did you hurt me?
[ Stumbling back from him, she can't go far; her head still hurts and her body is sore. ]