![]() He could feel something hard and immovable, uneven and gritty, pressed against his hands, his arms, his legs, his cheek. It was dark, and cold, and his eyes wouldn’t focus. His mind was fuzzy, and he couldn’t think straight. Everything felt off in a deeply unpleasant way-as though his whole body was melted into a viscous liquid and then flushed down the drain. The first thing he felt was intense disgust. ![]() This is not the real world-but it’s still a world in its own right.
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