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... m-in-her-head rock, but she was solid.
Her grip on his hoodie was the only thing keeping him tethered to the waking world.
"Almost there, Spooky," she grunted.
He wasn’t sure if she was talking to him or herself.
Great, he thought, his mind a foggy, sarcastic swamp. The tough-as-nails scrapper has given me a nickname.
I feel so included in our little suicide squad.
A waypoint popped up on Michael’s HUD, a pulsing green beacon of hope just a few fee ...
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