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Nightmares...
The world spinning...
A face... Juliana, grinning at me... Her teeth sharp and pointed, like a cat's.
Pain... Something gnawing at me, some monster biting at my ankle.
I know I'm in a nightmare, but I can't jolt myself out of sleep. Sickeningly, the world spins and wavers around me. I want to retch, but my sleep-bound body won't let me.
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Harsh white light filters through my lashes to stab at crusty eyes. The world still revolves. Or is it me that's turning?
Consciousness returns only slowly, one sensation after another settling enough to make sense of them.
The spinning around me slowly dies and my world settles. I'm chilled and numb. Pain stabs behind my eyes and as I move, my stomach threatens rebellion. Gradually, it comes to me that, while my shoulder muscles burn, my hands are free.
A male voice: "He should be awake now, shouldn't he?"
A female voice: "Yes. I didn't give him much. He should be awake by now. He's probably faking it."