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... fingertips, and he grabbed onto something and pulled it out. It was a rusty dagger.
As he held the blade in his hand, the anxiety that had remained like scraps at the edges of his mind subsided somewhat. Only then did he feel his burning thirst.
He grabbed the jug standing by his bed and brought the entire thing to his lips.
‘Glug, glug, glug,’ he drank and almost retched at the fishy taste of the water. He forced himself to endure the foulness as he continued to drink. ...
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