Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work
Chapter 217
Red nostalgic yarn wraps around my neck.
The first sensation is clarity.
Everything feels vivid and in place.
"..."
1 blinked.
2 could blink.
Eyelids, eyelashes, and vision through the cornea—everything is clear.
I looked down at my hand. A bare human hand, no black rubber, no covering.
I clenched and opened it.
Yes.
This is how it originally felt.
This was the sensation.
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