Chapter 37

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I flash into consciousness. The sky is still dark above me. I never made it past the door. I move my left hand and a sharp bolt of pain splinters through my arm and back. She must have attacked me with a blade.

Something is very wrong.

My vision cannot focus. My fingers are wet and I realize that I must be lying in a pile of my own blood. I try to call out for help, my voice hoarse and weak.

I realize that only one person will come for me, and he will only be here by morning. If that. I let the darkness take over. 

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