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...Can’t breathe
Someone help...
Someone has to help me
Jamie...
Anyone
Help...
I can't-
Tyler shoots up and sputters out a cough and some water with it. He touches his burning throat and tries to inhale deeply. He notices now that he’s shaking, though he’s not sure if it’s because it’s windy and a little cold, or the fact that he feels like he almost died. He’s guessing it’s probably a little bit of both. His hands and now his neck are covered with grit.
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