Whirling suddenly, he slammed back against the wall. His face contracted in agony, and sweat streamed down his face.
“Dammit, Johnny…” he begged, slamming one fist against the wall, hammering it to make it obey his will. “Oh, dammit, Johnny, don’t die, please don’t die.”
— Apr 11, 2026 02:35AM
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