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The Ghost of The Past

His breath carried the nauseating stench of raw flesh, thick and suffocating, invading my senses and making my stomach churn. His breath hitting my face with each exhale. I gagged, instinctively recoiling against the bed beneath me.

Wait... the bed? Where did this bed come from?

A ripple of ...

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