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DEEP REST
Chapter 8:
The Cage
The Awakening
Cold.
That was the first sensation. A bone-deep,
penetrating cold that seeped into Evelyn’s very
marrow. It was a clinical cold, the kind that permeated
sterile environments, not the biting chill of a winter
night.
Her eyelids fluttered, heavy, resisting. The
sedative. It still clung to her, a thick, cloying fog in
her brain. She tried to move, but her limbs felt like
lead. Her arm, where the needle had plunged, a dull
ache.
She forced her eyes open.
White. Everything was white. Walls, ceiling, floor.
A single, recessed light hummed softly overhead,
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