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Chapter 71
White… Everything is white… Something smells odd… Antiseptic? Cabbage? I should know where I am… I think… But nothing connects to anything else. A blur of red and green swims into view… A face… Is it a face? … From somewhere far away, a voice, “Larry? Can you hear me?” Then another voice. “We’re all here, Dad. We’ll still be here when you wake up properly.” ***** Christ! That hurts… Blurred shapes move against a pale background. Trying to focus hikes the banging in my head to pounding. I try to move and fire spears down my neck. Something under my ribs pounds. Where am I? My thoughts won’t knit. Closing my eyes helps, taking the edge off the pressure in my skull. But nausea churns my gut. What’s happening? Around me, sounds, garbled… Voices? But they make no sense, w
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