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... olent tremors shaking through him and forcing his chest to rise and fall in quick, uneven bursts. His lungs burned with every breath, as though the very act of breathing was a punishment. It was hard—terribly hard—to draw in air, and this shocking realization made Kairos jerk, panic flooding his system like cold water down his spine.
He didn’t know where he was—not entirely—but he could feel it.
The surface beneath him was solid and unwelcoming, hard as stone, and so chillingly c ...
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