I opened my eyes to a world wrapped in cloudy mist, everything soft and blurred at the edges like looking through frosted glass. Something sharp jabbed at my face, over and over, accompanied by the frantic fluttering of wings.Bird. My mind supplied the word slowly, like pulling it from deep water. A bird was pecking at my face.I could feel my skin breaking under its beak, warm wetness trickling down my cheek. But I didn't move. Couldn't move. I simply lay there, staring up through the canopy of trees at a sky that seemed impossibly bright.The bird kept pecking, growing more aggressive, its sharp beak drawing blood with each strike. Then suddenly it stopped. Its small body toppled sideways, falling against my shoulder where it lay perfectly still.Dead.I sat up slowly, my movements mechanical and strange. The dead bird slid off my shoulder onto the forest floor, its black eyes vacant and staring. I looked down at it with no emotion, no understanding of what had just happened. It h
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