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Autopsy

The one and only Stephen King…

It’s so dark that for a while – just how long I dont know – I think I’m still unconscious. Then slowly, it comes to me that unconscious people don’t have a sensation of movement through the dark, accompanied by a faint, rhythmic sound that can only be a squeaky wheel. And I can feel contact, from the top of my head to the balls of my heels. I can smell something that might be rubber or vinyl. This is not unconsciousness, and there is something too… too what? Too rational about these sensations for it to be a dream.

“Stephen King”

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