Chapter 44

L.T. Marshall 1.9k words

My head aches with the weight of that damn bear sitting on my skull. My mouth feels weird and furry, like I just ate my own socks, and I blink at the bright white piercing light as I slowly try to open my eyes. Flinching at the assault and screwing...

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