[It really says something when Darin, with all of his seemingly endless stamina, is also completely worn out. He clings to the door frame, wincing and squinting as the early morning light stings his eyes.]
[With heavy, trudging steps, he makes his way over to Cecelia and kneels next to her.]
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[With heavy, trudging steps, he makes his way over to Cecelia and kneels next to her.]
How...How long were we in there...?