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... pasmodic sucks, shaking fingers, wide and wet with rage. She turned the center, its cold, pulsating light burning her, air around her quivering with the virulence of her anger.

"I want them all to die," she gasped, her voice a grating, splintered sound, her breath constricted in her throat, her eyes bulging and moist with fury. "All of them. This is my revenge for the hurt you've done to me."

She squeezed the center once more, the light flashing, the walls constricting in upon he ...

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