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... artifacts during supernatural thunderstorms? Solid ten out of ten, would not recommend.
The white light was everywhere. Not like the flash of lightning or the glare of headlights. This was ’inside’ me, burning through my veins like liquid fire. I couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Just pure searing agony and the feeling that something fundamental about reality was coming apart at the seams.
Then I heard it crack.
Not a sound, exactly. More like a feeling. Lik ...
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