Vaguely, he heard someone crying and crying, like a small animal being strangled to his throat. When he listened carefully, the crying disappeared, making him suspect that it was just his own hallucination.
Qingxiao pricked up his ears and listened for a while, but there was no movement, but he still couldn't let it go, so he turned over and walked over to check.
The light at the head of the bed was always on the man lying on the side of the bed. It was very quiet and quiet. His breathing was stable and long and clear. He listened quietly for a while, smiled alone, and was about to go back to sleep, but his heart moved slightly. He couldn't help but look back and finally realized something was wrong.
The man kept his eyes wide open and stared at the wall steadily. He didn't know how long he looked at the eyes, but his eyes were cold, but he didn't look like a living person's body exposed. The small light at the head of the bed emitted a light blue halo, which gave his skin a layer of cold light. His right hand was placed on the collar around his neck, motionless, and at first glance it looked quite like a wooden model in a summer night window
Knowing that Kasumi Nin is in the basement not far away, he was frightened and uneasy. Even if he tried his best to hide it, Kiyoto could see through his desolate face, but Uchida sent someone over and preparing for relocation could not be done in a day or two. Kiyoto simply contacted a private hospital and was admitted, intending to take advantage of this time to take the operation to remove the annoying collar. He did not object. The operation time was set for tomorrow.
He should be very nervous now, right?
Qingxiao slowly stretched out his hand and said: Xiaoyu?
Such a slight contact also shocked him, and his body immediately curled up into a ball. Looking at Kiyoko's eyes, there was unconcealed fear, but only for a moment. When he found out that it was Kiyoko, he obviously breathed a sigh of relief, his tight muscles relaxed, and he smiled: Ah, it's you, I haven't heard this name for a long time, so... I can't react a little
Qingxiao felt sorry for her and smiled and said: That's not easy. I'll call you dozens of times a day, Yu, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu...
He smiled softly, and his hand on the collar dropped down and Qingxiao immediately held it up. He felt that the hand was wet and cold, like holding a piece of melting ice
Nothing will happen
Um?
I mean, tomorrow's surgery, I noticed that the other party trembled slightly, Qingxiao was unmoved and continued, although it was a little dangerous, the doctor had a good reputation, and similar cutting surgery also performed many cases, you won't be able to do anything
He smiled weakly: I know
It won't hurt
Um
There may be a little scar, after all, such a large area, but you can do a few more plastic surgery in the future and slowly smooth it out. There may be faint marks, but if you don't look closely, you can't tell at all.
Um
So, that bastard won't affect your life. Kiyoko clenched his hand with some excitement. Xiaoyu, you need to be braver as long as you get through this level, everything will be fine, even if you take a little risk, it's still worth it? What do you think?
He pulled out his hand silently, looked at Qingxiao in a steady state, with a soft look, and repeated: I know
Qingxiao looked at his focused eyes and slowly became a little uneasy, whispering: Well, there is a little danger. If the operation is not done properly, it may affect the vocal cords, or it may... If it is really that bad, it may be life-threatening, but those are very likely to be very small. This doctor is a very good doctor!
He smiled and waited for Qingxiao to continue talking
So...so don't be afraid. Qingxiao finally finished speaking. He felt that he was not convinced and looked at him in frustration. You, you won't be afraid, right? Have confidence in me
He held back his laughter and said: I'm afraid
Qingxiao said in a daze: Ah?
I am afraid of the dark, the pain, the death... He smiled faintly, so what? Can you be afraid of it without disaster and longevity? So... I have to be afraid anymore
He let out a breath, his eyes were distant, and said: At this time, what else can I be afraid of? Don’t treat me as a child. I know. No matter what decision you make, it’s all for my own good.
Kiyoko was overjoyed, hugged him and said: Xiaoyu, I am so proud of you! The Yoshinoyu I like, no, Asamiyu, you have come back, don't worry, no matter what happens, I will be by your side
Kiyoko hugged so tightly that he almost couldn't breathe. In the light blue light, in the invisible view of Kiyoko, he smiled mockly and said in his heart: The Asami Yu died, died three years ago, and he will never come back. The one who lives now is just your little Yu as long as you are happy, it doesn't matter what I do.
********************
The lights are very bright, like several suns swaying in front of him. Under such dazzling lights, he couldn't see the faces of the doctors and nurses, and he felt that many people were walking around him, whispering. He knew that they were talking about themselves, but he couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, nor did he care about the blurred buzzing sound beside him, a group of faceless people staring at themselves behind the light, staring at the shameful mark on his neck.
He was lying on the operating table, unable to move a single finger, his body was completely numb, his upper body was exposed, feeling the chilly air in the operating room
Can't move, can't breathe like a table or a foot stool
Yes, this is the life of a slave. Have you ever seen a table that is chattering and jumping around in front of the master?
He opened his eyes wide and stared at the metal instruments in the sky, making a jingle collision sound. He couldn't help but want to clench his fists, but he was powerless. His deeply anesthetized body could not even pull a muscle. He was destined to be able to lie on the training platform and be merciless.
The figure swayed, and a hand wearing latex gloves gently wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead. He heard a strange voice: Relax, you don't need to be too nervous. We have done such surgery many times. You don't have to think about anything, it will be over in a while.
Through the layer of latex gloves, he felt the only temperature in this air-conditioned room. The hand was moving on his skin, the only sure existence.
Relax, hand over yourself, hand over completely you don’t need to think, you just need to accept
Behind the dazzling light, he saw the pair of eyes that seemed to be transparent to colorless, cold and hot, traveling through time and space and nightmare, staring at him coldly
The hand disappeared, and the eyes disappeared, and he closed his eyes, suppressing the scream that rushed to his throat.
Horror will never pass without it
One hand wearing latex gloves touched his neck, and then the other one, even with his eyes closed, could feel that everyone's eyes in the operating room were on his neck.
And the eyes were cold, rational, and sharp like a scalpel. He just waited for the can of Kaifeng when he heard it ignorantly.
Such bright lights, his past is so nakedly displayed in front of others for viewing
A slave, a sex toy
That collar is the logo
Relax……
You don't have to think about anything...
When they faced him with cold and insincere comfort, they pulled the instrument around and studied where to cut the knife.
Once you become a slave, you will always be slaves who wear latex gloves fiddling with his body, like picky customers fiddling with the meat in the butcher shop.
His body does not belong to him
The head is getting heavier and heavier, and the deeply anesthetized body has a completely objectified sense of unreality that seems to float up, staring at the pile of disgusting meat on the operating table like others
But perhaps it was just an illusion, he was still in that body, waiting for others to use or slaughter in an eternal flat posture,
And he can't do anything, never can do anything
He opened his eyes and stared at the void expressionlessly. He could never control his destiny. This was certain, but he could still not speak or shout. He did not want others to witness his weakness.
But when the light knife was cut, he almost lost his composure and screamed that he did not feel pain, but smelled a burnt smell of flesh. The burnt smell came from his body, and the feeling could only be described by the terror! He did not scream in the end, not out of courage, but he could not make any sound at all. It turned out that when people were most afraid, they could not scream.
So the operation continued, and the light knife continued to cut his flesh, and the faint smell of burnt floated in the air
The cold and indifferent voice sounded again: You are my slave, forever...
This collar is evidence, it will accompany me for my lifetime, and at the moment of his death, it will still be bound to his neck until the body turns into bones...
The jumping fire, the twisted figure, accompanied by the burning smell of flesh, was imprinted to the depths of his heart, and will never be forgotten forever
The man is still here, the same city as him, maybe he can catch him with just reaching out his hand, he widened his eyes in horror, looking around, there were white lights and shadows everywhere, the teacher was smiling coldly, his hands wearing latex gloves, and said something seemingly comforting: Relax... You don't have to think about anything...
Light
Shaking light
The ubiquitous light
He was bathed naked in the pale halo, all his private parts were visible, and all the privacy in his life was invisible.
You know that no one can afford to take on these things, let go, give it up, give it to me...
There was a sense of inspiration in the voice. The teacher looked at him quietly, and there seemed to be a trace of tenderness in his eyes.
He stumbled towards the teacher in the shadow like he had taken a psychedelic drug, where he could find a support, at least he could find a support.
At this moment, he heard a crisp collision, the sound of metal falling into the tray
The lights turned dim, and a hand wearing latex gloves wiped him away with gauze emitting alcohol. A familiar buzz came from his ears, vaguely saying: Congratulations, the operation is very successful! Have a good rest, don't worry
So, it's all over
Very good, he finally got nothing
Not even a slave
He sighed and watched the operating room door slowly open, Qingxiao greeted him with a smile.
How do you feel? The doctor said the operation was successful! There was an unconcealed excitement in Qingxiao's voice
He wanted to say that I was fine, and there was a sensation of my throat, and at the end he only made a toothache-like thrust sound. He had to blink and try to squeeze out a smile.
Qingxiao seemed to see his dilemma, made a gesture of silence, and said: Shush, don’t talk, let’s take a break first, how about having a good sleep?
No, he doesn't want to sleep, once he falls asleep, the teacher will sneak into his dream and tell him that he still belongs to him.
In fact, he hasn't fallen asleep for several days
He tried his best to reach out and hold Qingxiao with a little support, but he couldn't move at all. He could only open his eyes and try hard to look at Qingxiao, hoping that the other party could understand what he meant
Seeing Xiao Xiao's expression, it seemed that he wanted to hold his hand, but the nurse pushed it very quickly, and the active hospital bed passed by Qing Xiao's side. The big hand he longed for brushed through his fingertips and disappeared, and fell behind him. Only the two sides passed by the warmth of the moment when they touched each other, as if there was still nothing, and they remained at the tip of their fingertips.
It was still full of white, the smell of disinfectant, the cold needle... He couldn't stop the terrible liquid from being injected into his body, just as he couldn't stop himself from being tied up and put up again. Should the next step be to stuff an electric shock into his anus?
His throat was dry involuntarily, and his lips were trembling. A finger fell on his lips. He subconsciously opened his penis and prepared to enter with his penis. But it was just a nurse, a tone of a mother coaxing the child: Take a good rest. The anesthesia effect will be improved after a few hours. Then you can get out of bed and walk around. You feel energetic, completely like nothing is wrong.
He did not answer
He can never be like a ok
He is different from them, he is an alien, and does not belong to this world. This is a clear fact.
The nurse, the doctor, all of them, now know the fact, and knowing what kind of thing he is, that collar proves that he can see contempt in their seemingly pitying eyes
He was silent, allowing those people to leave as soon as possible, but he didn't know how to face Qingxiao.
Qingxiao didn't seem to know what to do with him, so she was stunned for a while before walking over and kissing his forehead gently.
You will be fine. Qingxiao repeats the clichés that those people have repeated ten thousand times. It may be difficult now, but it will be fine after this time. I will be with you.
He should have smiled at Qingxiao, but he was too tired and had no strength to even make fake things.
Qingxiao looked at him silently, hesitated for a moment, and said: Uh, I don’t know what to say, the bed in the hospital is too narrow...
He listened motionlessly, feeling that the sound was gradually fading away
I mean, if you can't move like this, you may feel lonely... Maybe it will be better if I hold you, you will feel that there is someone to accompany you. This is just my feeling... Qing Xiaoqi said illegitimately
He opened his eyes wide in surprise and perhaps something was leaking in his eyes. Qingxiao suddenly became cheerful and said with a smile: Well, if you want to, just blink your eyes
He immediately blinked
Qingxiao was a little nervous, so she closed the door, pulled the curtains, and then slipped into the bed to hug him: Do you feel so comfortable? Will it be too crowded?
He continued to wink
Qingxiao laughed softly, stopped laughing twice, and took him into his arms
For two older men, a single-mobile bed was too narrow, so Kiyoko hugged him tighter and he almost felt slightly suffocated, but he welcomed this feeling
The body's feeling is still dull. Even the warm hug is like a thick layer of leather, which can not transmit much temperature, but he can feel the hard muscles on Qingxiao's chest and lower abdomen. He smells the rough breath and familiar body odor, and his arms are wrapped around him, and he can see the faint body hair and protruding meridians on it.
Yes, just hug without any lust
That body completely surrounds his young man's body, full of vitality and passion, telling him what life is
I just want you to know that you are not alone... Kiyoko whispered in his ears, and the breath he exhaled made his ears itchy.
I know he wanted to say that he wanted to turn over and hug him, but he still had no strength, so he could only listen
You will never be alone... The voice gradually became blurry, like a dream. Maybe it was still talking about something, but he could no longer hear it.
In just a few minutes, maybe less than that, he fell asleep in Qingxiao's arms, without dreams all night
This is his first real sleep in so many days
Qingxiao pricked up his ears and listened for a while, but there was no movement, but he still couldn't let it go, so he turned over and walked over to check.
The light at the head of the bed was always on the man lying on the side of the bed. It was very quiet and quiet. His breathing was stable and long and clear. He listened quietly for a while, smiled alone, and was about to go back to sleep, but his heart moved slightly. He couldn't help but look back and finally realized something was wrong.
The man kept his eyes wide open and stared at the wall steadily. He didn't know how long he looked at the eyes, but his eyes were cold, but he didn't look like a living person's body exposed. The small light at the head of the bed emitted a light blue halo, which gave his skin a layer of cold light. His right hand was placed on the collar around his neck, motionless, and at first glance it looked quite like a wooden model in a summer night window
Knowing that Kasumi Nin is in the basement not far away, he was frightened and uneasy. Even if he tried his best to hide it, Kiyoto could see through his desolate face, but Uchida sent someone over and preparing for relocation could not be done in a day or two. Kiyoto simply contacted a private hospital and was admitted, intending to take advantage of this time to take the operation to remove the annoying collar. He did not object. The operation time was set for tomorrow.
He should be very nervous now, right?
Qingxiao slowly stretched out his hand and said: Xiaoyu?
Such a slight contact also shocked him, and his body immediately curled up into a ball. Looking at Kiyoko's eyes, there was unconcealed fear, but only for a moment. When he found out that it was Kiyoko, he obviously breathed a sigh of relief, his tight muscles relaxed, and he smiled: Ah, it's you, I haven't heard this name for a long time, so... I can't react a little
Qingxiao felt sorry for her and smiled and said: That's not easy. I'll call you dozens of times a day, Yu, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu...
He smiled softly, and his hand on the collar dropped down and Qingxiao immediately held it up. He felt that the hand was wet and cold, like holding a piece of melting ice
Nothing will happen
Um?
I mean, tomorrow's surgery, I noticed that the other party trembled slightly, Qingxiao was unmoved and continued, although it was a little dangerous, the doctor had a good reputation, and similar cutting surgery also performed many cases, you won't be able to do anything
He smiled weakly: I know
It won't hurt
Um
There may be a little scar, after all, such a large area, but you can do a few more plastic surgery in the future and slowly smooth it out. There may be faint marks, but if you don't look closely, you can't tell at all.
Um
So, that bastard won't affect your life. Kiyoko clenched his hand with some excitement. Xiaoyu, you need to be braver as long as you get through this level, everything will be fine, even if you take a little risk, it's still worth it? What do you think?
He pulled out his hand silently, looked at Qingxiao in a steady state, with a soft look, and repeated: I know
Qingxiao looked at his focused eyes and slowly became a little uneasy, whispering: Well, there is a little danger. If the operation is not done properly, it may affect the vocal cords, or it may... If it is really that bad, it may be life-threatening, but those are very likely to be very small. This doctor is a very good doctor!
He smiled and waited for Qingxiao to continue talking
So...so don't be afraid. Qingxiao finally finished speaking. He felt that he was not convinced and looked at him in frustration. You, you won't be afraid, right? Have confidence in me
He held back his laughter and said: I'm afraid
Qingxiao said in a daze: Ah?
I am afraid of the dark, the pain, the death... He smiled faintly, so what? Can you be afraid of it without disaster and longevity? So... I have to be afraid anymore
He let out a breath, his eyes were distant, and said: At this time, what else can I be afraid of? Don’t treat me as a child. I know. No matter what decision you make, it’s all for my own good.
Kiyoko was overjoyed, hugged him and said: Xiaoyu, I am so proud of you! The Yoshinoyu I like, no, Asamiyu, you have come back, don't worry, no matter what happens, I will be by your side
Kiyoko hugged so tightly that he almost couldn't breathe. In the light blue light, in the invisible view of Kiyoko, he smiled mockly and said in his heart: The Asami Yu died, died three years ago, and he will never come back. The one who lives now is just your little Yu as long as you are happy, it doesn't matter what I do.
********************
The lights are very bright, like several suns swaying in front of him. Under such dazzling lights, he couldn't see the faces of the doctors and nurses, and he felt that many people were walking around him, whispering. He knew that they were talking about themselves, but he couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, nor did he care about the blurred buzzing sound beside him, a group of faceless people staring at themselves behind the light, staring at the shameful mark on his neck.
He was lying on the operating table, unable to move a single finger, his body was completely numb, his upper body was exposed, feeling the chilly air in the operating room
Can't move, can't breathe like a table or a foot stool
Yes, this is the life of a slave. Have you ever seen a table that is chattering and jumping around in front of the master?
He opened his eyes wide and stared at the metal instruments in the sky, making a jingle collision sound. He couldn't help but want to clench his fists, but he was powerless. His deeply anesthetized body could not even pull a muscle. He was destined to be able to lie on the training platform and be merciless.
The figure swayed, and a hand wearing latex gloves gently wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead. He heard a strange voice: Relax, you don't need to be too nervous. We have done such surgery many times. You don't have to think about anything, it will be over in a while.
Through the layer of latex gloves, he felt the only temperature in this air-conditioned room. The hand was moving on his skin, the only sure existence.
Relax, hand over yourself, hand over completely you don’t need to think, you just need to accept
Behind the dazzling light, he saw the pair of eyes that seemed to be transparent to colorless, cold and hot, traveling through time and space and nightmare, staring at him coldly
The hand disappeared, and the eyes disappeared, and he closed his eyes, suppressing the scream that rushed to his throat.
Horror will never pass without it
One hand wearing latex gloves touched his neck, and then the other one, even with his eyes closed, could feel that everyone's eyes in the operating room were on his neck.
And the eyes were cold, rational, and sharp like a scalpel. He just waited for the can of Kaifeng when he heard it ignorantly.
Such bright lights, his past is so nakedly displayed in front of others for viewing
A slave, a sex toy
That collar is the logo
Relax……
You don't have to think about anything...
When they faced him with cold and insincere comfort, they pulled the instrument around and studied where to cut the knife.
Once you become a slave, you will always be slaves who wear latex gloves fiddling with his body, like picky customers fiddling with the meat in the butcher shop.
His body does not belong to him
The head is getting heavier and heavier, and the deeply anesthetized body has a completely objectified sense of unreality that seems to float up, staring at the pile of disgusting meat on the operating table like others
But perhaps it was just an illusion, he was still in that body, waiting for others to use or slaughter in an eternal flat posture,
And he can't do anything, never can do anything
He opened his eyes and stared at the void expressionlessly. He could never control his destiny. This was certain, but he could still not speak or shout. He did not want others to witness his weakness.
But when the light knife was cut, he almost lost his composure and screamed that he did not feel pain, but smelled a burnt smell of flesh. The burnt smell came from his body, and the feeling could only be described by the terror! He did not scream in the end, not out of courage, but he could not make any sound at all. It turned out that when people were most afraid, they could not scream.
So the operation continued, and the light knife continued to cut his flesh, and the faint smell of burnt floated in the air
The cold and indifferent voice sounded again: You are my slave, forever...
This collar is evidence, it will accompany me for my lifetime, and at the moment of his death, it will still be bound to his neck until the body turns into bones...
The jumping fire, the twisted figure, accompanied by the burning smell of flesh, was imprinted to the depths of his heart, and will never be forgotten forever
The man is still here, the same city as him, maybe he can catch him with just reaching out his hand, he widened his eyes in horror, looking around, there were white lights and shadows everywhere, the teacher was smiling coldly, his hands wearing latex gloves, and said something seemingly comforting: Relax... You don't have to think about anything...
Light
Shaking light
The ubiquitous light
He was bathed naked in the pale halo, all his private parts were visible, and all the privacy in his life was invisible.
You know that no one can afford to take on these things, let go, give it up, give it to me...
There was a sense of inspiration in the voice. The teacher looked at him quietly, and there seemed to be a trace of tenderness in his eyes.
He stumbled towards the teacher in the shadow like he had taken a psychedelic drug, where he could find a support, at least he could find a support.
At this moment, he heard a crisp collision, the sound of metal falling into the tray
The lights turned dim, and a hand wearing latex gloves wiped him away with gauze emitting alcohol. A familiar buzz came from his ears, vaguely saying: Congratulations, the operation is very successful! Have a good rest, don't worry
So, it's all over
Very good, he finally got nothing
Not even a slave
He sighed and watched the operating room door slowly open, Qingxiao greeted him with a smile.
How do you feel? The doctor said the operation was successful! There was an unconcealed excitement in Qingxiao's voice
He wanted to say that I was fine, and there was a sensation of my throat, and at the end he only made a toothache-like thrust sound. He had to blink and try to squeeze out a smile.
Qingxiao seemed to see his dilemma, made a gesture of silence, and said: Shush, don’t talk, let’s take a break first, how about having a good sleep?
No, he doesn't want to sleep, once he falls asleep, the teacher will sneak into his dream and tell him that he still belongs to him.
In fact, he hasn't fallen asleep for several days
He tried his best to reach out and hold Qingxiao with a little support, but he couldn't move at all. He could only open his eyes and try hard to look at Qingxiao, hoping that the other party could understand what he meant
Seeing Xiao Xiao's expression, it seemed that he wanted to hold his hand, but the nurse pushed it very quickly, and the active hospital bed passed by Qing Xiao's side. The big hand he longed for brushed through his fingertips and disappeared, and fell behind him. Only the two sides passed by the warmth of the moment when they touched each other, as if there was still nothing, and they remained at the tip of their fingertips.
It was still full of white, the smell of disinfectant, the cold needle... He couldn't stop the terrible liquid from being injected into his body, just as he couldn't stop himself from being tied up and put up again. Should the next step be to stuff an electric shock into his anus?
His throat was dry involuntarily, and his lips were trembling. A finger fell on his lips. He subconsciously opened his penis and prepared to enter with his penis. But it was just a nurse, a tone of a mother coaxing the child: Take a good rest. The anesthesia effect will be improved after a few hours. Then you can get out of bed and walk around. You feel energetic, completely like nothing is wrong.
He did not answer
He can never be like a ok
He is different from them, he is an alien, and does not belong to this world. This is a clear fact.
The nurse, the doctor, all of them, now know the fact, and knowing what kind of thing he is, that collar proves that he can see contempt in their seemingly pitying eyes
He was silent, allowing those people to leave as soon as possible, but he didn't know how to face Qingxiao.
Qingxiao didn't seem to know what to do with him, so she was stunned for a while before walking over and kissing his forehead gently.
You will be fine. Qingxiao repeats the clichés that those people have repeated ten thousand times. It may be difficult now, but it will be fine after this time. I will be with you.
He should have smiled at Qingxiao, but he was too tired and had no strength to even make fake things.
Qingxiao looked at him silently, hesitated for a moment, and said: Uh, I don’t know what to say, the bed in the hospital is too narrow...
He listened motionlessly, feeling that the sound was gradually fading away
I mean, if you can't move like this, you may feel lonely... Maybe it will be better if I hold you, you will feel that there is someone to accompany you. This is just my feeling... Qing Xiaoqi said illegitimately
He opened his eyes wide in surprise and perhaps something was leaking in his eyes. Qingxiao suddenly became cheerful and said with a smile: Well, if you want to, just blink your eyes
He immediately blinked
Qingxiao was a little nervous, so she closed the door, pulled the curtains, and then slipped into the bed to hug him: Do you feel so comfortable? Will it be too crowded?
He continued to wink
Qingxiao laughed softly, stopped laughing twice, and took him into his arms
For two older men, a single-mobile bed was too narrow, so Kiyoko hugged him tighter and he almost felt slightly suffocated, but he welcomed this feeling
The body's feeling is still dull. Even the warm hug is like a thick layer of leather, which can not transmit much temperature, but he can feel the hard muscles on Qingxiao's chest and lower abdomen. He smells the rough breath and familiar body odor, and his arms are wrapped around him, and he can see the faint body hair and protruding meridians on it.
Yes, just hug without any lust
That body completely surrounds his young man's body, full of vitality and passion, telling him what life is
I just want you to know that you are not alone... Kiyoko whispered in his ears, and the breath he exhaled made his ears itchy.
I know he wanted to say that he wanted to turn over and hug him, but he still had no strength, so he could only listen
You will never be alone... The voice gradually became blurry, like a dream. Maybe it was still talking about something, but he could no longer hear it.
In just a few minutes, maybe less than that, he fell asleep in Qingxiao's arms, without dreams all night
This is his first real sleep in so many days
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