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" the green man was. All he knew was pressure and pain, like he’d been torn apart and put back together. “Jacob, take a deep breath. Come on, kid, breathe.” Of its own volition, the air went in. The air went out. The pain made the air rattle in his mouth. “That’s it. A few more like that, Jacob. Slow and deep. Can you understand me?” the green man asked. “Yes,” Jacob tried to say, but his voice was nothing "
― G.P. Ching , The Soulkeepers (The Soulkeepers, #1)