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... s burn at the shift. I step forward, merging with restless forms, silhouettes pulsing in the intermittent glow. I massage my temples, trying to quell the hole drifting inside my skull—throbbing in rhythm with the flickering lights.
I vomit again—my second time since the collapse. My stomach grinds sour. The rest of the time I’ve spent in a corner, silent and separated. I don’t know anyone here except a handful I observed in passing through the tents. No familiar faces. No colleagues. No ...
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