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... on his legs for hours on end, so he was not even sure he was really standing. He unsteadily headed home while leaning on nearby telephone poles and guardrails.
The way home normally took less than fifteen minutes, but it felt horribly long now.
(What…was that?)
His head was spinning and he felt sick. It felt like all of his blood was flowing backwards. He felt a chill yet could not stop sweating and his head was filled with nothing but heat.
He could only imagine ...
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