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My head hurts. It hurts in a way it never has before. It feels like someone kept banging it against the wall without me knowing, and all I am left with is this terrible, unbearable pain that prevents me from opening my eyes. I have no idea where I am, or if I’m even alive. No, I must be alive. I don’t think you feel pain after you die. I struggle to make my eyes flutter open, but no matter how hard I try, I just can’t make myself open them. The throbbing pain in my head soon gets too overwhelming and before I know it, I pass out, unable to bear it anymore. The moment I regain my consciousness, I try to determine if I’m still in pain. I am, but luckily, it’s nothing I can’t handle. This time I am fully aware of my whole body, so I can feel how uncomfortable I am. I try to move, but