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... . The nurse’s hands were steady, the rubber tourniquet biting against Chris’s arm for a moment before the needle slid in. A tube filled dark, stoppered with a click, then another. He kept his eyes on the far wall, jaw tight, refusing to flinch.
"Twenty minutes," the doctor said, setting the vials aside in their rack. "You can wait here; it’ll be quicker than heading back out to reception."
Chris nodded stiffly, rolling his sleeve back down. The silence stretched, sterile and brig ...
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