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Suddenly, the door crashes open, and a guy comes in, startled by the sight of the bartender on top of you.

"What the fuck is going on here?" he shouts, his voice echoing through the bathroom.

The bartender quickly jumps off of you, his face filled with shock and fear. He tries to make a run for it, but the guy grabs him by the collar and throws him against the wall. The bartender's head hits the tile with a loud thud, and he slumps to the ground, ****.

The guy rushes over to your side, his face filled with concern.

"It's okay, I'm here now," he says, his voice soothing and gentle. "What's your name? Can you speak?"

You try to speak, but your voice is still hoarse, and all that comes out is a weak whisper. "Melissa."

"Okay, Melissa, I'm James. I'm going to call the cops, okay?"

You nod your head, grateful for his help. You watch as he pulls out his phone and dials 911. You can hear the urgency in his voice as he explains the situation to the dispatcher.

Your vision starts to blur, and you feel your consciousness slipping away. The last thing you hear is James saying, "Stay with me, Melissa. Help is on the way."

When you wake up, you're lying in a hospital bed with bright lights blinding you. You try to sit up, but a sharp pain shoots through your body, and you fall back onto the pillow. A nurse rushes over to your side, her face filled with concern.

"Don't try to move," she says, her voice soothing and gentle. "You're in the hospital, and you're safe now."