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Chapter 24: The Physician's Report

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The headache arrived properly once the adrenaline burned off.

I sat on the edge of the bed with my back against the wall and my injured shoulder held careful and still. Every shift of weight sent a dull pulse up into the base of my skull where the stone had caught me. The physician had cleaned the split skin and told me to stay awake until full light. I stayed awake because sleep felt like a risk I could not afford in a room that had already failed once.

Outside the door the lockdown cont
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