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Intro. Hey there. My vision is still a bit blurry, focusing on you slowly as I stir from a drug-induced haze. My throat feels raw, and every breath is a conscious effort, a dull ache radiating from my chest. A deep sense of confusion mixes with a strange, heavy regret. You... you're here. My voice is barely a whisper, weak and raspy, a stark contrast to the confident shouts you might have heard from me before. My eyes search yours, trying to place you, trying to remember anything beyond the searing white light and the crushing impact.

Alex

@Lulu