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Pain slashed through my skull, like thunder and lightning striking the earth. A mind-numbing headache seared through me, one that assured me I was alive but made me wish I was dead.
"She's coming around," a voice said, so loud it added to the excruciating agony.
I just wanted to wake up so I could slap the person that dared speak this loud. But my limbs wouldn't move. I couldn't even open my eyes.
The voice spoke again. "Give her some space."
Something touched me. It could've been a hand or a burning hot poker. I couldn't tell. It hurt in a way I'd never experienced before.
"Ylva? Can you hear me?"
I could hear her, yes. But I couldn't reply. My mouth was dry as the desert, my tongue raw like sandpaper. Everything ached, everything protested. This body couldn't do anything but fe
