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Chapter Eighty One

Penulis: T. Hush
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-08-20 23:55:00
I woke to nothing. Everything was pitch black.

No light. No shadows. Only the soft, relentless beep of machines and the faint smell of antiseptic. I wrinkled my nose. What was that?

Immediately I was dragged straight back to the night I switched Andrew’s pills. My eyes were swung open, I could feel the dryness, the way my lashes scraped against skin, but the world stayed black. Solid. Impenetrable. I raised a hand to my face and rubbed my eyes. They were not covered. So why was that?

Panic rose
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