Babaamaajimowinan (Telling of news in different places)
Mark Green opens his eyes to the blinding fluorescent lights of his Brainerd hospital bed. Stuffed down his throat, a plastic tube pumps oxygen into his lungs, giving him an unbearable feeling of constantly inhaling without a second breath.
Thick sweat glazes his forehead and soaks through layers of sheets covering his body, all tamped down by an electrical heated blanket.
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