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... tone. Jian's consciousness stirred from the dark, dragged upward by a searing pain across his forehead. He winced. Something cold and wet was stroking the gash on his temple, and the sensation made his skin crawl. It felt like jelly and rot. He wanted to recoil, but his limbs felt heavy—numb and useless.
The clicking grew more intense, but strangely... clearer. He could make out words, or impressions of words, the strange alien language weaving into something understandable in his aching ...
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