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Chapter 22: The Red Harvest
Author: Neo Moroeng
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Darkness. Then, pain. Not a dull ache, but a searing fire ripping through my ribs, cold as the void between stars, hot as a dying sun. My eyes snapped open, adjusting slowly to crimson light filtering through crystalline panels. A low, persistent hum vibrated beneath the bio-bed. Still alive. Barely.

A figure was slumped beside the bed, head bowed. Nancy.

"Nancy?" My voice was a raw, strained whisper, barely audible.

Her head shot up. Her eyes, wide and red-rimmed, flared with stark disbelief, then flooded. A choked sob tore from her throat. "You're awake! Oh, my stars, you're awake!"

She launched herself forward, arms careful around my wounded chest. I felt her tears, hot and desperate, against my neck. It was more than simple relief; it was a raw, unbridled torrent of emotion. "I thought you were gone. The perchlorates… Ka!ri said it was bad. Thought they’d killed you.”

My own chest tightened, a knot of emotion forming independent of the physical wound. "I'm okay, Nancy. Just… sore.
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