Point-of-View: Argent Stryker
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"How is he? Will he be alright?" I inquired worriedly.
"Yes, I believe so...he appears to be in fairly stable condition, he isn't in any danger of dying, although his body is quite severely malnourished and frail. But while he isn't in any immediate danger, he seems to be in a very deep sleep akin to a coma, I don't know when he might wake up," The doctor informed me with a puzzled look on his face.
It was around midday, the 23rd of December, 2015. Izzy and I had made our way to Cusch Town after she stabilized dad's physical condition, we'd arrived here at around 3 AM or so. I then snuck into the town, slipped into a cosmetic store and got some hair dye and razors, along with a ton of make up and a long haired red wig for Izzy.
