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... te office. Cheap carpet squares. Lay-in acoustic tile ceiling. Fluorescent lights. White dry-erase board.
The truck had crashed into him. He remembered vividly standing in the street facing it with his arm covering his head. The hood had struck his torso first, forcing his head forward.
Things had gone black at that point. He didn’t even recall any pain.
The best explanation he could come up with was that he’d hit his head on the truck, causing him to lose consciousness. ...
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