...under a table. Today, she's in control, effortlessly plugging away at horrid forms from the night. "Wow, you know how to shoot," her friends tell her. Never mind that she's merely demolishing two-dimensional zombies; her aim speaks for itself. It is as if she is striking back at some foe only she can see, one certainly taller and more powerful than she is. It is as if in each cartoonish maw, she...

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