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... trying to microwave leftover pizza and scroll through comments about my completely unremarkable webnovel when the microwave sparked like Zeus having a tantrum and boom — lights out. Permanent lights out. Exit Cecil Dreggs, age twenty-five, proud owner of no job, no girlfriend, and a stress rash shaped like a continent.
I didn’t see a tunnel of light. I didn’t get a heavenly welcome. No, I got darkness. Pitch-black, sensory-deprived, free trial of the void kind of darkness. Then, I woke ...
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