Chapter 37

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Pain.

Searing pain down my throat and into my stomach.

A shiver, a quiver, a shriek.

A sharp bite in my forearm. It hurts. 

It hurts me a lot.


I scream.


There is saliva on my chin. There is a tube in my nose.

I am wet from the waist down.

My eyes shimmer in and out. Black to white. Black to white.

Black.

Black.

Black.

Black.

It threatens to engulf me.

Another scream. This time it isn't mine. 

A feminine voice. My eyes stir into focus as the white light ahead blinds me.

I am staring at the white-washed ceiling. It stares back menacingly. 

Never mind, it doesn't stare. It glares. 

I am sweating and staring. I do not know what at, anymore. But I know that I am alone.

A cry forms, bubbling and frothing in my throat. I do not release it.

Instead, I let the white walls consume me once more.

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