Prologue

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Beep.
Whoosh whoosh.
Beep.
Whoosh whoosh.
Beep.
Whoosh whoosh.
Beep.
Whoosh whoosh.
Beep.
Whoosh whoosh.

I fight to open my eyes, yet again. This is starting to become a habit I'm not a fan of.

I feel a warm hand wrapped around mine and a pinch in my arm.

The fuck is that incessant beeping? And why does it sound like someone has SONAR turned on?

"Beckham?"

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