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... k, soaked through with cold sweat.
Hair stuck to his forehead in damp strands.
The world spun around him as he tried to focus. Walls tilting, floor wavering beneath him.
He gripped the edge of his mattress, trying to anchor himself.
"Haa... Haa..."
His vision blurred at the edges. Everything felt wrong. Disoriented. Like he’d been spinning in circles and just stopped.
"How..." His voice came out rough, barely a whisper. "Why is this happening?"
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