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... h, his back icy as he lay on what felt like a cold metal examination table. He cracked his eyes open, but the blinding fluorescent lights forced them shut again. After several attempts, he managed to keep them open, and a sweet, sickly smell mixed with embalming fluids filled his nose, overwhelming him. Turning slightly on his side, his gaze swept the room—it was a morgue. He recognized the sterile, clinical walls, likely the same place where he'd brought his grandmother's body.
He stare ...
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