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She drags me along behind him her a few more blocks and then stops at a fire escape.
Spitz’ technically, I think it should be Spitz’s, because you can’t leave an apostrophe hanging at the end of a word that doesn’t end in s. place is a rundown old shack of a house close to where I had awoken.
I know she wants me to tell her what happened. But I do not know if I can. I do not want to tell him her or anybody else what happened in that place. Just thinking about it all, I can smell the morphine and the blood, feel the needs piercing my skin and that strange serum they injected burning in my veins.
‘Listen,’ she says, his her tone a much more serious, yet gentle one now, ‘Forget it. You don’t have to tell me anything. Let’s see you get some rest first and then we can talk. You look exhausted, anyway.’
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