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The sharp tinnitus was like a red-hot steel needle, piercing my eardrums. I woke up from the pain. My back felt like it had been repeatedly run over by a construction hammer, and every breath I took was accompanied by a tearing pain. There was warm liquid dripping down from my forehead and dripping into my eyes, making my eyes turn scarlet. My nose was filled with two pungent smells - one was the choking smell of volatile aviation kerosene, and the other was the overpowering smell of blood, mixed with the burnt smell of twisted metal, clogging my throat...