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Static and Silence
Author: VJ Tells
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Julius couldn’t move.

He was aware… barely, of a humming sound above him. Fluorescent lights buzzed in an unseen ceiling.

Something cold pressed into his spine. His limbs, his chest, even his jaw felt like they had been filled with wet cement.

Where am I?

His mind floated like a loose wire. He tried to blink, but he felt nothing. He tried to speak, but his tongue was heavy and immovable like stone.

A machine clicked, and the whirr of hydraulics followed. He could hear some fading voices before he lost control and fell into a pit of darkness.

Julius drifted in and out of consciousness like a man caught between frozen tides.

Everything around him right now was like a vacuum: completely soundless, scentless, and even lightless.

His body felt foreign, too heavy to belong to him. His thoughts tried to surface, but they got tangled, like static in a storm.

Where am I?

The question echoed in his mind before he felt the familiar dizziness again.

This time, he woke up to harsh fluorescenc
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