[ A simple text message is left on the network, finally given after having been hospitalized, worked on, brought back to some semblance of stability. He doesn't remember anything about his savior (rather, the one who managed to get him to the hospital on time), but he makes a note to locate them and thank them properly when he's recovered.

As for his attacker...

Whoever that son of a gun was, they got lucky because he couldn't recall anything about them. It was likely from the concussion he'd suffered. It must have done something to his memory.

Damn it, he feels as if that one, whoever they were, was someone important. Could it have been the one behind the murders?

Failure.

He'd failed. ]

This is Shadow the Hedgehog.

Officer Sonny Resetti will be taking over my duty for the next undetermined period of time.

If anyone has information about suspicious activity within the past few days, e-mail it to me and I will respond as soon as possible.

[ Telling people he's been hospitalized? Pssh. That's not necessary. ]

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[ Shadow lays there, berating himself inwardly, looking incredibly displeased as he gives a dull stare out of his bedside window. He's bandaged up, hooked to many a machine, and has only just now started to get all of the dried blood off, thanks to the help of meticulous sponge bathing.

He let this happen to him. He messed up. Failed failed failed. It was all his fault. He'd blundered. He's the Ultimate Lifeform. He can't blunder. He can't lose. Wrong.

How pathetic he is, laying here and wallowing in self-hate with nothing else to do but dismiss the barrage of nurses and nibble on low-quality hospital food. (Powdered eggs? Who the hell decided this was a fine idea? Seriously.)

Needless to say, he's not in a very fine state. Care to check up on him anyway? ]

Hi, everyone. Some of you might remember me, and some of you might not. But my name is Sonny Moe and I'm very happy to meet you! I'm Red's Snorlax. I used to go to this school a little over a year ago, but then I went... somewhere for a week and when I came back, I was told that a whole year had passed?

Has anyone else had that happen? And if you have, what did you do to make things feel less weird?

Um. Anyway, I'm rooming with Little Mac in room BE-03, now. I wanted to go around and see everyone to catch up but I'm actually really, really tired. Really tired. So maybe if it's OK people who want to see me can come and see me there? I can't wait to meet up with my friends and see what they've been doing for the past year!

I think that's everything.

OK Bye!