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Still descending through the darkness north of Nod, he heard the words “spinal injury.”Opening his eyes a minute or ten minutes later, he discovered the night aswarm with pulsing-revolving red and yellow lights, and blue, as if he were in an open-air discotheque, and he knew that he would never dance again, or walk.To the tuneless broken songs of police-radio ” and “easy, easy,” and when he looked again, he had blinked himself into the ambulance.He became aware that a needle already pierced his right arm, served by an IV tube and a dangling bag of plasma.For the first time, he heard his breathing—full of wheeze and rush and rattle—whereupon he knew that more than his legs had been crushed. He suspected that one or both of his lungs struggled against the confinement of a partially collapsed rib cage.crackle, flanked by paramedics, Ethan glided through the rain on a gurney toward an ambulance.[171] On the white van, in red letters trimmed in gold, under the bold word AMBULANCE, glowed the smaller words OUR LADY OF ANGELS HOSPITAL.Maybe they would give him a bed in Dunny’s old room.That prospect filled him with a choking dread.He closed his eyes for what seemed a blink, heard men warning one another “careful
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