When Kurt woke up he knew something was wrong. His whole brain felt swirled and his whole body was sore. And his stomach, oh god. Fuck. It felt as if there was a hot poker that weighed a thousand pounds sitting in his gut. Then the weight jumped up and he began to vomit, hot and sour. He convulsed helplessly as he desperately tried to aim over the edge of the bed, but it was no use and he collapsed into the stinking messy sheets with a sob. But then his stomach churned and he was unable to do anything but retch over and over until there was nothing more left and he collapsed on his bed. He felt the world start to swim, and it took all of his strength to fumble for his phone. As soon as he dialed 911 everything went black.
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