“Rick!”

A girl's voice cut through the darkness, echoing like through a warped tin can.

         “Rick! Wake up!”

My head flicked up from the sand, catapulting grains onto my chest. Blinding white swallowed the darkness and forced my eyes shut again. I didn’t even know where the voice was coming from. My head throbbed with the same nasty headache that had haunted me for a while now.

         “Rick!” the voice yelled again.

Like a distorted reconstruction of what a person should sound like. I eked my eyes open and scanned around. A figure in black marched...

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