I woke up screaming, my body shooting upright so violently that my head spun, and I wrapped both arms around myself and squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for teeth and claws to finish what they had started. I could still hear the screams, still feel the crushing weight of the zombies and the unbearable pain that had swallowed me before everything went black, but nothing came. I held my breath through one second, then another, and when nothing bit me or grabbed my ankle, I slowly opened my eyes.There was no blood, no rotting corpses, no zombies. I looked down at myself and ran my hands over my arms, my stomach, my legs, my neck, as if I needed proof that I was still whole, and apart from a dull ache behind my eyes, I felt nothing but fine. Too fine.The room around me felt strangely familiar. The bed beneath me was the one I used to sleep on, the curtains hung slightly crooked from the time I had tried to fix them and given up halfway, and when I caught the smell of stale coffee I turned
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