Frendo-Ravanel, Part 2
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Frendo-Ravanel, Part 1
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The axe ripped. I was off! The air left my lungs involuntarily, sounding the alarm as it passed my vocal chords, its pitch raised. The sound of total, all-embracing, fear.
My alarm chirped into life, sounding every bit as pleased with itself as it usually did. It was 4am. I shuffled in my sleeping bag to free an arm to silence it and fumbled for my head torch.