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... a vat of boiling oil—no, hotter than that.
Like drowning in a molten sea with no surface to break through.
The sensation wasn’t just on her skin; it was in her bones, her blood, even her thoughts.
It gnawed at every inch of her being.
There was no escaping it.
Stacia couldn’t scream.
Her throat felt sealed by the heat, her voice devoured before it could even form.
Her vision blurred as her body became the center of the inferno.
Ever ...
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