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My eyes fluttered open, but the dizziness clung to me like a heavy fog. My limbs felt weighed down, my chest hurt and breathing felt like a chore.
The ceiling above me was unfamiliar, definitely not of the hospital room I had last seen. I turned my head to look around. The room was well-furnished, its walls and floor made of polished wood, even the air smelled different too, something warmer... richer. Wood. Earth. Home.
’Their home. I’m inside their home.’
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