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... he first time in what felt like forever that I had heard the sound of an alarm clock—an absurd reminder of civilization. The world was truly at its end.
Thinking this, I struggled to get up from the folding bed frame. Of course, it wasn’t something you’d use in a camping trip or anything like that; it was a piece of emergency equipment that prioritized productivity over comfort for such a crisis.
My body felt stiff. There wasn’t even enough space around my waist to move freely, a ...
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