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Yunho stumbled into the emergency exit with a young body in his arms, a hand firmly holding a small knife handle sticking out of the barely conscious boy’s side in place to keep it from moving. This was a last resort, since the kid was actually harmed during the last bust. He very well couldn’t take him to the Museo Stella doctors, who would have been far more discreet. They were too far away and the boy was already fading back and forth between the land of living and death. He’d have to do his best at a regular hospital and pray that no one recognized him or asked too many questions.












