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    Read Parts 1-6 Chaos and cacophony. “Dee? Are you okay?” Eddie’s voice penetrates the solipsism. “Dee!” My eyes flicker open to Eddie holding the detached call bell in his left hand, his mouth gaping and face pale. His chest rises and falls through his scrubs. “I’m alive,” I fumble. “Who did this? The night nurse ...
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    Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3| Part 4 Content Warning: Recommended 18+ due to mature content, adult situations, and sensitive topics.     I lull in and out of consciousness in the wheelchair as I stare out the window. My mother’s voice awakens me each time I fall asleep – jolts of you ...