17.7

i feel my body shake as mark grabs onto my shoulders to get me to respond and moving in front of me. nothing seems to work when still feeling the sharp pain in my breath and the mumbled calls in my head.

my eyes are focused ahead of mark, staring at nothing but the blurred objects. mark tries grabbing under my arms and lifting up off the ground, but my chest hurts too badly.

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