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CK BurchJames Rand still remembered the injections. He’d been sedated, yet awakened by the tempered rush of hot steel entering his veins; his body had slept on while he’d experienced everything. The procedure itself was a long time past, yet frighteningly present and close, like the memory of a violent lover. He could not escape the memories of the scalpels, the injections, the surgeries. He’d lain there listening and experiencing while the scientists and surgeons had proceeded unawares. He’d never told the psych about that.
Between Gods and Monsters: Chapter One
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Jan 7, 2013
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