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... olted Ethan from what could barely be called sleep.
His entire body ached from spending the night on the cold, hard ground with nothing but a threadbare cloth serving as both mattress and blanket.
Every muscle screamed in protest as he tried to shift position, reminding him of the harsh reality he now faced.
This is it, he thought bitterly.
This pathetic excuse for a bed won’t change for the next fifty years. Hell, the real question is whether I’ll even survive lo ...
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