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... metallic dome, nor the familiar hospital ceiling, but a murky, untouchable darkness.
Bologue didn’t get up immediately. Confused and mixed memories were like a swarm of agitated serpents writhing fiercely in his mind, intertwining, biting, gnawing at him from the inside out.
The sensation was terrible, accompanied by a pressure that almost induced a physical reaction in Bologue, as if a large hand gripped his organs, pulling hard, with foreign objects squeezing and crawling in h ...
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