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... fore the mirror in his assigned chambers, locked in a silent standoff with his reflection.
He drew a breath, then another.
His gaze dropped to the pill containers he’d taken from his old clothes. His chest moved in steady rhythm, but his hand trembled on the cap.
He couldn’t take them. Not anymore. It was unwise to rely on them, and what would he do when they ran out?
Yet he could already feel the effects of the last dose fading, his heart racing, panic clawing at ...
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