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July 18, 2011
“What do you remember, son?” the doctor asked, shining a light in Jason's eyes as he struggled to shake the boy out of his daze.

Jason groaned.

“I was sitting at home... something didn't feel right, so I stood up to get a glass of water. The next thing I knew, I was here. What happened?”

“You had quite a nasty fall,” the doctor explained, still examining the boy. “You don't remember anything else from last night? Anything that could have caused this to happen?”

Jason sighed, defeated.

They'd never believe him anyway.

So he'd lie.