After dealing with the fallout of the Dahlberg repercussions, a little voice hissed in my ear "It's not fiction when it's false", my head whipping around at the sound of a house being set on fire by a weeping woman "There's no other way!" in final conviction her raging eyes accusing me "Why aren't YOU on fire?", so I ran for safety but smoke rose in every direction as I heard gigglers giggling "I love it! Listen to their screams!", then I collapsed in despair because there's nowhere to be found.
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