Day 82
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You wake up to the sound of singing.
Soft.
Yet soaked in pain.
You blink open your eyes and sit up. You realize you feel asleep on the floor last night.
Tyler is still sitting next to you, singing a song you recognize but don't remember.
"I'll stay awake," he murmurs, his lips barely moving.
"Cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight."
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