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Nick groaned as he opened one eye. The room around him began to spin and his stomach twisted as if it were in a vice. Squeezing his eyes closed, he clutched his stomach and tasted sour bile at the back of his throat. Damn, I feel like crap. His helmet had been removed.
“I’m really sorry, Nick.”
“Siren?” His voice was cracked and dry as a desert in his own ears.
“Yes.” A hand pressed on his right shoulder. “Calm down and take deep breaths in through your nose, then out your mouth. Slowly at first. Hold for second or two, then release and repeat. Your heart rate will slow and the nausea will gradually subside.” He did as she instructed and immediately began to feel better. “Good,” she said soothingly.
Nick managed to rise from his side, where he’d been
