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... only mean they were trying.
There were black cursive lines that said nothing, meant nothing, writing themselves behind her eyes… simply scrawling along her mind with the pain, and she followed them. This must be hell. The thought sent a new shot of panic through her, but her throat was raw and collapsed like a tunnel in the earth, and there was no way for her to get the panic out.
"You said she hurt her back," a female voice echoed somewhere above her.
"She did. I'm surp ...
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