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... r a heartbeat as I saw the boiling brown liquid pour directly onto Robert’s lap.
He surged from his seat as if struck by lightning, a muffled groan of pain escaping him as he clamped his jaw shut, his facial muscles bulging terrifyingly.
I lunged toward him hysterically, panic paralyzing my logical thinking: "I’m sorry... I didn’t mean it!" I snatched a handful of tissues from the table and began rubbing his pants frantically, but the fabric had already sucked in the heat.
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