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Ethan sits up, rubbing sleep from his heavy eyes. He groans audibly.
“Good you’re awake.”
Ethan looks up to find the source of the voice. The light of the room hurts his eyes.
He winces in pain, “My head is pounding. Where am I?” He croaks out.
“You’re in a classified, undisclosed location.” The voice responds, walking slowly behind the couch Ethan is sitting on.
“As you can see you aren’t alone in this.” They say, pointing across the room nonchalantly.
Ethan looks up and over to the other side of the room to see Mark asleep on another couch. He looks about how Ethan feels. Which is dead.
