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Reawakenings The North Atlantic Cold, that was the first thing she felt: unyielding, bone numbing cold. It was the same cold she had felt that night, the night when it all had ended. Now, as her senses slowly returned to her, she felt that cold again. All throughout that night it had been there. From the last time she had seen the sun, to when the dark mass loomed ahead of her, to the moment the screaming started, and finally to when everything went dark, that cold was there. Now, there was back again. Just darkness and cold. Her right side no longer hurt, but she wasn't sure if that was because she was just numb or it had been repaired. It was a comfort, however fleeting. She was, at the very least, whole again. But then a new feeling took over. A beat, strange and new, pulsed through her body. It was slow at first, and yet rhythmic. But then it began to get stronger. In no time at all, that rhythmic beat kept going. This was different from the one she felt before. That beat was

Reawakenings The North Atlantic Cold, that was the first thing she felt: unyielding, bone numbing cold. It was the same cold she had felt that night, the night when it all had ended. Now, as her senses slowly returned to her, she felt that cold again. All throughout that night it had been there. From the last time she had seen the sun, to when the dark mass loomed ahead of her, to the moment the screaming started, and finally to when everything went dark, that cold was there. Now, there was back again. Just darkness and cold. Her right side no longer hurt, but she wasn't sure if that was because she was just numb or it had been repaired. It was a comfort, however fleeting. She was, at the very least, whole again. But then a new feeling took over. A beat, strange and new, pulsed through her body. It was slow at first, and yet rhythmic. But then it began to get stronger. In no time at all, that rhythmic beat kept going. This was different from the one she felt before. That beat was

Reawakenings The North Atlantic Cold, that was the first thing she felt: unyielding, bone numbing cold. It was the same cold she had felt that night, the night when it all had ended. Now, as her senses slowly returned to her, she felt that cold again. All throughout that night it had been there. From the last time she had seen the sun, to when the dark mass loomed ahead of her, to the moment the screaming started, and finally to when everything went dark, that cold was there. Now, there was back again. Just darkness and cold. Her right side no longer hurt, but she wasn't sure if that was because she was just numb or it had been repaired. It was a comfort, however fleeting. She was, at the very least, whole again. But then a new feeling took over. A beat, strange and new, pulsed through her body. It was slow at first, and yet rhythmic. But then it began to get stronger. In no time at all, that rhythmic beat kept going. This was different from the one she felt before. That beat was