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Losing Himself

Author: Jay_Chula
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The First Blackout

The first time it happened, Daniel woke up somewhere unfamiliar.

His body ached. His head throbbed. A slow, steady drip echoed around him, the sound of water sliding down cavern walls.

The air was damp, thick with the scent of earth and something else—something metallic.

Daniel’s breath hitched. He forced his heavy limbs to move, palms pressing against the cold ground as he pushed himself upright.

His fingers touched something warm and wet.

His stomach twisted.

Blood.

Daniel jerked back, chest heaving, hands trembling as he lifted them into the dim light. They glistened red.

His heart pounded so loudly it drowned out every other sound. Slowly, hesitantly, his gaze shifted forward—to the body sprawled before him.

A man. A hunter. His throat had been ripped open.

Daniel’s entire body seized with horror.

“No… no, no, no—”

His mind was blank. No memory of a fight. No recollection of the moment his hands—his claws—had torn through flesh.

He blacked out. Again.

And this t
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