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Heat charred my skin,and then a chill slid down my throat, and my lungs expanded like bellows, ripping a cry that reverberated against my palate and pulsed my cheeks, awakening a ferociousache.
Thump.
Thump.
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Metalclinked.
Wild battering inside mychest.
Strips of glaringlight.
Flashes of blindingpain.
Smears ofcolor.
Lightblue.
Peach.
Green.
Brown.
Thenwhite.
So muchwhite.
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Beep. . . Beep . . .Beep.
“She died but she came back,Mom.”
Who’d died?Sandra?
“Wait. I have to—I’ll call youback.”
A loud, shrillscrape.
Then five dots of heat on mycheek.
Andgreen.
Two greenorbs.
Notorbs.
Eyes.
“Dimples?”
The green blurred,faded.
Not into white but intoblack.
