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... rned for rest, but my mind was relentless. I kept looking out across the lake at the mountain Arthur had mentioned. I really wished it had been overcast so I could see the light reflected in the clouds. Just some sign of a way out of here would have made me feel sane.
I tried talking to Camden about dying, but he wasn't ready to talk about it and I didn't have much to say either. I was still numb. It was strange, I kept having these miniature moments of panic where I would forget that I ...
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