A sterile and cold place.
I was prepared. Eyes are masked, and then I was enveloped in blinding light. Shadows hovered around, moving in and out of my dreamscape.
Sharps of piercing pain, shrill screams of tools rattling to the core. Blunt prying forceps leveraging crushing force.
Pressure, pain, loss. I have to swallow it all.
I'm sure I deserve more than a week's MC for the ordeal of my wisdom tooth extraction.
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