6. Soma

Gil wakes up to a pierc­ing pain in his head. His lips are parched. His caked-over eyes slowly crack open, only to reveal black­ness.

His arms are pinned to the cold, sandy ground, pressed down by some heavy weight lying across his torso.

Gil
What … the hell … where … am I.…

He squirms. The weight is sur­pris­ingly warm and soft.

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