HUNTING A DEADMAN

(RAJ) META'S POV (Age 27):

Dead air punched out of my lungs.

The crushing weight of the blood-sludge vanished. A blast of sterile, freezing Freon slammed into my face. A half-step stumble. My boots struck polished mahogany. Not rotting floorboards. I was standing dead center in my own library....

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