The gladiator lies trembling on the cot, chest rising in shallow ragged breaths, fingers twitching against the bloodied linen as fever grips him. The oil lamp flame wavers, throwing shifting shadows across the wet stone walls. A thin curl of smoke rises. Dust motes drift in the pale window light. His head rolls slowly, eyes glazed with pain. Slow subtle push-in. Suffocating dread. Camera locked...
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