You're not gonna die, is one thought that sticks out. He doesn't try to say it out loud; he doesn't know if he'd be able to, because he doesn't know if it's true. You're not gonna die. He looks down at his hands; the tiny white scars are invisible in the darkness. His grip tightens on his coffee mug.]
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[Alex feels sick.
You're not gonna die, is one thought that sticks out. He doesn't try to say it out loud; he doesn't know if he'd be able to, because he doesn't know if it's true. You're not gonna die. He looks down at his hands; the tiny white scars are invisible in the darkness. His grip tightens on his coffee mug.]