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the realer it became. The feel of the silk against my skin, the cold air, the sme

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needed to figure out wh

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doors and shoved them open. The so

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ran down

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back from the balcony, shaking my head.

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. I shoved the doors closed, pressed my back against

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to my temples, sque

I whispered. "I m

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cold. I could feel my heartbeat pounding again

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been kidnapped, or I'm part of some super messed-up simulation. Or... this is real. Which it

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