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November twenty second.
Three sixteen am.
A phone started buzzing loudly against the bedside table. And then, a light in the hallway flickered on and a woman burst into the room, shouting.
"Ever! Ever wake up now! Come on, come on! You've got to go! You've got to run!"
Run. The word stuck in your head.
Run where though?
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