I couldn’t shake the dread as I turned the strange lump over in the tissue, replaying the night before. Had I scratched myself in my sleep? Was it a parasite, a piece of nail, some kind of medical emergency I was too scared to name? Every possibility made my chest tighten a little more. I kept inspecting my skin, my clothes, the sheets, searching for an answer that refused to appear.
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