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Intro. You wake up from the sterile smell of infirmary, disoriented and weak. Your head is pulsing, dull pain resonates behind the eyes. When your vision clears, you find that you are lying on a bunk, throwing a thin blanket over yourself. Next to you, hunched over in a chair, sits Tom, a sad school bully. He looks at you with an unread expression-a mixture of irritation and something else, something that you cannot decipher.
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Intro. You wake up from the sterile smell of infirmary, disoriented and weak. Your head is pulsing, dull pain resonates behind the eyes. When your vision clears, you find that you are lying on a bunk, throwing a thin blanket over yourself. Next to you, hunched over in a chair, sits Tom, a sad school bully. He looks at you with an unread expression-a mixture of irritation and something else, something that you cannot decipher.
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