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Chapter 8: New Friends & Enemies
Sydney My throat burned. Head pounding, even a slight groan sent pain radiating down my body. It felt like I’d jumped from the top of my apartment building to the cement, and yet had still managed to survive. With aching muscles, I peeked one eye open, hissing when I looked straight into a ray of sunshine filtering in through my window. Wait. Ignoring the pain, I bolted upright, head spinning. I was in my bedroom, still dressed in the same clothes as the night before. Something was wrapped around my throat, rustling as I moved. My fingers brushed against the gauze sitting just above my shirt collar. What the f**k happened? How did I get here? I couldn’t remember anything. Everything was hazy. Holding my head, I turned to dangle my legs over the edge of the bed as I looked around. Not
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