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... school path toward the west corridor. The day isn’t particularly strange as Duskwind smells like it always does.
But her steps feel... itchy. Like the air is pushing against her skin.
She rubs her arms, frowning. The corridors are quieter than usual. The murmur of students is replaced by the faraway echo of slamming lockers.
Restless. That’s the word.
She doesn’t know why. Maybe it’s because Junie planted too many thoughts in her head. Steal Sierra’s phone...? Ye ...
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