I Became the Drug-Addicted Childhood Friend
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It hurts.
But it’s fine.
It hurts.
But it’s fine.
It hurts.
But is it really fine?

Pretty sure several bones are broken. My body won’t move properly. Some muscles won’t respond at all.

Where’s the medicine?
Medicine.
I can’t see it. It’s too dark.

“...Shihu?”

I called out several times, but there’s no answer.
It’s so dark I can’t see anything.

Or am I already dead?
If so, this pain feels far too real.
The dusty air.
The cold, hard floor beneath me.

I can still feel.

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