Erased                                           

 

 

  The lights in his eyes were unexpected. One light in his left eye and then the right. Someone was holding his eye lids. He was moving, lights on the ceiling sped by. The pain was excruciating. The pain was coming from his head and chest. He knew it wasn’t a dream because of the pain. You can’t feel pain in a dream, he thought.

  Or could you?

  “His ...


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