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23. Arouse
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Have you ever had the sensation of being hit on the head with various types of hammers?
Right now, I'm experiencing that sensation, and let me tell you, it's like walking barefoot on a chunk of burning coal. As the hammering became louder, I moaned in agony and clutched my left ear. When the pain subsided, I slowly opened my eyes to the blinding white light. I blinked a few times and squeezed my eyes shut. I reopened them and took a look around.
I was in a strange white room. A long horizontal blind hung over my head on the wall to my right. There was an obnoxious beeping sound nearby, and my hands were all twisted up with tubes. I guess I didn't die. By the way, what day is it?
“Pssst...Hey,” I frowned, perplexed when I heard an unfamiliar voice from somewhere.
“Over here, to your left,” said the same unidentified voice. I slowly turned my head to the left, where I saw a bed similar to mine and a man sitting on it with a fractured arm and ba
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