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... pain, white-hot and everywhere, like my body had been fed through a meat grinder and spat out wrong.
My wrist throbbed in its cast, a dull, relentless drumbeat that matched the pulse in my swollen jaw.
Every breath pulled at cracked ribs; every twitch sent fire through my bruised organs.
I tried to sit up and the room spun with fluorescent lights stabbing into my skull. I’m at the hospital, ofcourse.
The sterile smell of antiseptic and bleach hit me next, followe ...
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