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on the back wall which in their illuminated state read 35… 36… 37… .
At that moment, my heart missed a beat.
The hairs lining my arms rose at the thought of the dark, the
unknown. But it was those hidden entities exposed in the lucent
light that truly scared me. The white sheet was thin, weightless. It
revealed what was left of a face that my eyes had seen a million times
before. It was Jason – my boyfriend.
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