20. The Aftermath

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ALLISON. Every inch of my body was aching as I slowly opened my eyes. Dark patches blurred my vision at first before I was able to adjust to my surroundings. My eyes lazily wandered around and realized that I was in a spacious room adorned with fancy red curtains covering a pair of gigantic windows. The bed I was lying on felt soft and velvety against my skin, far from the usual scratchy fabric of my trusty old room. Where the hell am I? “H-Hello?” my voice was hoarse and needles seemed to prick my throat as I spoke as if it couldn’t handle the weak vibration of my mumbling. Strange. I clutched the fresh white sheets of the foreign bed I was sleeping in as I struggled to get up. My bone felt brittle and I could barely lift myself up. The familiar feeling of fatigue and the weakness th

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