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March 7, 2009, 8:00 am
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“White girl,” he said. “You hungry?”
I shook my head. I couldn’t stop staring at my arms.
Two tattoos. Left arm, red dragon. Born in the year of the dragon. Right arm, spitting cobra. Been told I share both its tendencies and its general level of warmth and cuddliness.
My arms were back. Somehow, my fingers were all there. Legs, too. It was a dream. The whole thing was a dream. Drugs, hypnosis. Fucker slipped me something, I hallucinated.
He shook his head and leaned forward. I could see into his eyes. Through his eyes, endless sky and long millennia of slow-moving clouds. I recoiled and fell out of bed like he just slapped me.
“Not hallucinating,” he said. “Listen to me. This is real. It’s bad, and it’s going to get worse. Eat something.”
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