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Chapter 2: The Week of Magic
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... meone hit shuffle on reality?
Because that’s exactly what happened to me.
My eyes blinked open to a wooden ceiling. Not the smooth kind from IKEA, but the creaky, old, smells-like-saltwater kind. My head was pounding like I’d tried to headbutt a truck—
Wait. No. I did get hit by a truck.
Last memory: crossing the road, bright lights, and the most cliché line in the reincarnation handbook—"Ah, crap."
And now here I was, lying on a straw bed in a house that ...
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