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After the Fourth of July party, Kavinsky crashed as though he’d been on a high his entire life and now his body had finally had enough. His brain was tired and overworked, his blood ran thick and sluggish in his veins.
One day he had been talking about fire and dream-things and fireworks, the next he was a ghost.
No, not a ghost, Prokopenko thought, a zombie.
