[ For a split second, her whole body goes cold. She tastes bitter rust and bile in her mouth, a rotting, sucking pain splits her abdomen open and her hands, her clothes, the hallway is wet and reeking with blood.
Oh. No, that hasn't happened at all. She's sitting on the sofa in her new apartment, bent double with her hands pressed so hard into her stomach that it hurts. She realizes she hasn't taken a breath in a few seconds and takes a moment to remember what the rhythm of breathing is.
She picks her phone up from the floor. When did she drop it? Good thing the screen didn't crack. Everything's fine. ]
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Oh. No, that hasn't happened at all. She's sitting on the sofa in her new apartment, bent double with her hands pressed so hard into her stomach that it hurts. She realizes she hasn't taken a breath in a few seconds and takes a moment to remember what the rhythm of breathing is.
She picks her phone up from the floor. When did she drop it? Good thing the screen didn't crack. Everything's fine. ]