The Distant Affair

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I woke with the taste of copper on my tongue. It was a thick, metallic taste. Like old blood. Or rust. The air in the room was heavy. It pressed against my chest. I could not breathe. I tried to sit up. My arms felt weak. They were heavy. Like lead. I looked at my hands. They were pale. The veins stood out. Dark and thin. The room was white. Not clean white. A sickly, bone white. The walls were...

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