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    Twelve hours. Tick, tick. Adam squeezes hard, like he can get the blood flowing from his grip and kickstart the beating of Paul’s heart. It doesn’t work, it’s as useless as desperate field CPR, and he breathes out slowly as he lays his forehead against the edge of the mattress.

    If only his hand could pull Paul back from the dead, could wrench him from the chilling grip of the Mysterons and this endless curse. His heart aches with the desire to take some of the pain of this all away from his friend, to squeeze his hand and let them share it. If he could, he’d reach straight into Paul’s soul and hold on as he was being pieced back together so he could give him a piece of himself to share the agony of it.

    How many more times could his body do this?

    Adam struggles with Paul's indestructibility. No matter how many times he dies, he always comes back, but surely that ability has to run out. Doesn't it?

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