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... had been silent for too long now, months without it teleporting me somewhere, and that worried me. Like a trap waiting to activate, the silence felt intentional, as if it was gathering strength for something worse than dropping me outside the barrier around three Corruptors.
My yo-yo twirled between my fingers, it was a small comfort against the thought that next time, I might end up somewhere I couldn’t find my way back from.
Months had passed since I’d found myself for the seco ...
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