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{COMPLETED}Hazy lights flicker above me as the cold wind swiftly brushes past me, fanning my long blonde hair. My head pulses as the sensation of moving becomes real. My cloudy vision begins to disappear. I force my eyes open. Strange heads hover above me with distressed expressions.

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