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I feel Five's grip on my hand tighten, a blue light flashes behind my eyelids, and I cease to exist for what seems to be a few seconds, but could have been hours, days, years even; it wouldn't have mattered.

Then my atoms come back together and I exist once again, and I can smell smoke and the sun behind my closed eyelids and the soot in my lungs and Five's hand isn't in mine and I don't want to look, this is all wrong, I can't do this yet, I need to go back-

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