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...after a wound. He didn’t say much, though he had no problem humming along with Dean’s tapes. He shook Dean out of nightmares – that book in Sam’s hands, the black ink going wet and crimson as it unwrote itself, the yellowed pages going blank – and didn’t ask why. Also by the end of the first week, he’d gained a good six inches in height, his reddish hair had turned dark brown, and he had dimples....
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