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... he door. I quickly sat down, thinking it may be Rocke. As the door opened, I saw a regular TSA agent, who was probably coming in to check on me. He was quite stubby, and his beady eyes scanned the room until they saw me.
“Hey, you okay in here?” he asked.
I didn’t say a word. He grunted and walked over to me. He then felt my pulse and looked into my eyes. “You don’t seem too hurt,” he said. “You hit the water hard, but you’re lucky you didn’t hit your head on anything.”
I ...
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