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Server 9 - Chapter 42: DEAD HAND
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... cream. But the nerve damage had its own voice. A deep, grinding, electric buzz that started in my blackened fingertips and crawled up past my wrist, past my elbow, into territory it hadn’t reached yesterday.
I held my right hand up in the dim light. The charring had spread overnight. Yesterday the black stopped at the elbow. Now thin dark veins — like cracks in burned paper — had crept three inches past it. Reaching toward my bicep. Reaching toward my heart.
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