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The sound of voices pulls me slowly out of my slumber. I gaze groggily around. I’m surrounded by men!
There isn’t much light to observe them by, but I count about six. The one closest is the man I fought in the street who managed to run away.
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He quickly knelt beside me, grasping my jaw and yelling, “co mheaud?” His vehemence was alarming.
I started to cry, despite how ashamed it made me to do so. He used his free hand to stick a finger inside my mouth.
“How many did ye eat?” he questioned.
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