The scratches on the wall counted the days.

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Jack Morrison sat on the edge of his mattress in Apartment 4B and counted them with his fingernail. Thirty-seven. Thirty-seven scratches in the peeling paint beside the doorframe, each one a mark of a journey completed, a world entered and exited, a memory wiped clean and reset to zero. He had been counting since the last time he remembered anything—since the night he woke up in this apartment...

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