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... on metal as it tore from the wall, groaning as it did so, bending. She was going to loose her grip, she could feel it coming. And then just like that, she lost it and nothing was teathering her to this world. She blinked her eyes shut, waiting to be sucked into darkness, but instead felt a strong hand close around her own, pulling her back. Opening her blue eyes she found herself looking back ...

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