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Submitted to Contest #295
Michelle Beyers woke to the hum of the oxygen machine and the sterile white glow of hospital lights. She had survived the crash. Her husband, Daniel, had not. They told her she had been unconscious for days, and in those days, the world had stolen her sense of normalcy.Recovery was grueling. Her body ached, but her mind suffered more. The doctors diagnosed her with narcolepsy, an aftereffect of the trauma. She struggled to distinguish wakefulness from the strange visions that plagued her. But nothing prepared her for what came next.Chapter 1...
The air smelled like roasted beans and burnt sugar as Sara Hardgraves stood in line at her usual corner coffee shop. The place buzzed with the familiar sounds of grinding machines and low conversations, the kind of ordinary hum that should’ve been comforting. It wasn’t. She hadn’t slept well—restlessness clung to her like a second skin.The man in front of her, middle-aged, greasy hair slicked back, glanced over his shoulder before slipping right past her to the counter."Excuse me!" Sara snapped, her voice sharper than intended. "I’m in line....
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