Prologue

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 ??? POV I fell and just kept falling. Falling, falling until I could fall no more. Then I hit the ground. The hard, cold ground. It hurt. My head hurt. It was throbbing. Throbbing, punching, waiting, kicking, hitting, bumping against my skull. I saw blurry shapes, blurry images, and blurry figures. Then, black. So much black. So much silence. Now everything is muffled, and I feel my consciousness fleeting before me. I can’t keep my eyes open. Open. What is open? Open feels so far away.
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