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for the bathroom. Two weeks on the road. I needed a shower.

I pushed open the bathroom door. And froze.

Something was wrong. The air felt damp—heavier than it should have been after two weeks away. I flipped on the light switch. Nothing happened. I flipped it again. Still nothing.

Then I looked up.

A dark stain spread across the ceiling like a bruise, continue reading …