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... wasn't pain, no, oddly enough, it was warmth and a sense of tightness, as if I were in a nest or something like that; it wasn't unpleasant, if I were to say.
Opening my eyes, I found myself under an unfamiliar ceiling. This was starting to feel like some kind of cruel joke at this point. Well, if the softness I felt on my back was any indication, at least I was in a bed and not lying on the grass. Once was enough for me, thank you.
The first thing I checked was my right arm; it w ...
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