Chapter 7

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Peggy gasped for air, trying to sit up and look around. She was shaking violently and barely could see a thing.
"John, Eliza, w-where are you, where am I?" She went into another coughing fit. She felt someone lay her back down gently and someone else give her a shot in her leg.
"Please, where's John- Eliza?!" Peggy sobbed repeatedly. Her vision slowly drifted into darkness, her hearing muffling. Peggy kept on sobbing and asking, everything submerged in pain. She felt a familiar hand take hers.
"Eliza?" Peggy smiled briefly before passing out again.

A/N; sorry for the short chapter/ writer's block is a bitch

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