The sensation of returning to consciousness was like drowning in ice water and caustic acid. Camille’s skull throbbed with a blinding, nauseating migraine, the lingering chemical aftertaste of the chloroform burning her throat with every shallow breath. When she opened her eyes, the harsh, flickering glare of the bare incandescent bulb overhead sent agonizing spikes of pain through her optic nerves. She tried to lift her hands to shield her…
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