The world melts
My senses combust
My fingertips tingle
The world sways
I sway
I collapse
I feel numb
Disoriented
Everything goes dark...
A light.
A siren.
A vision of faceless faces.
Am I alive?
The smell of disinfectant.
The idle chatter of two nurses.
A buzzing in my ear.
I am sadly alive.
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