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No matter what I eat, my mouth is already saturated with saltiness, leaving no room for any other taste.

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I’ve never been to the beach, never even swam in the sea—yet my mouth is undeniably filled with the taste of seawater.

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Gurgle, gurgle—I can almost feel myself choking on it.

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My body reacts instinctively, and I start coughing violently.

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Cough after cough.

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Then, my breath begins to falter.

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To my horror, bubbles escape from my lips.

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A jolt of panic.

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I thrash wildly, as if drowning—yet I can’t feel my limbs at all.

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Then, darkness swallows me whole…

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In an instant, my surroundings warp and shift.

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Now, I’m floating.

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I lick my lips—still salt.

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It’s as though I’m submerged in a pool of brine, thick and heavy.

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