He stumbled out of his room and struggled to the
bathroom, moaning all the way. He had the misfortune to cross a sunbeam coming
through the hallway window. It felt warm on his face, and sent lancing pain
through his skull. Clutching his head, he fled from the light, eventually
finding the bathroom door.
Worshiping at the feet of the porcelain goddess made his
stomach feel better, but not the rest of him. With an aching stomach, he
crawled back to his room, careful to avoid the sun. He hauled himself into bed
and pulled the covers over his head.
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