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... agging her back from the abyss like a hook through smoke. Consciousness returned slowly—clumsily—like it had to fight its way through thick fog. Her eyelids fluttered against the weight of exhaustion, her vision swimming in a dizzy collage of white walls, blinking monitors, and the steady beep of machines that sounded far too close to a countdown.
Pain hit next—raw and unforgiving. A sharp throb pulsed in her ribs with every shallow breath, and her right hand felt like dead weight, tight ...
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