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JASON

Jason hated being cold.

His joints hurt. His legs shook. As he tried to climb the hill, his lungs rattled like a box of rocks.

    He couldnt see his face, thank goodness, but his fingers were gnarled and bony . Bulging blue veins webbed the backs if his hands.

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