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... uscle. Not his arms, not even his neck. It felt like his body was made of stone, heavy and useless.
But inside his head, everything was working. His mind was wide awake, trapped inside a body that wouldn't listen.
He stared straight up at the ceiling. It was made of white square tiles, the kind you see in hospitals.
One of the tiles near the window had a faint brown stain, from an old water leak. He'd stared at that stain so many times, it felt like an old and boring.
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