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What else is he going to do? He's been sitting tight for a long time. There's nothing else to do. He pulls away from York, drawing his knees up to his chest, eyes still tightly shut.
"You're not real. Not real. Not again. Just leave me alone."
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"You're not real. Not real. Not again. Just leave me alone."