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... in the room. I was on a bed, squinting at the white ceiling.
It had only been a few hours since I started hearing voices in my head. It was the first time I was going to sleep and... the voices echoing in my head were talking among themselves without paying any attention to me.
Maybe I wasn't the person I saw in his eyes, but his memories... at least his thoughts, were as clear and crisp as if they were me.
'Can he bear it?'
To the voice that sounded as if hundred ...
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