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66. Devil
Gray Stewart froze as the explosive sound echoed in her ears. She could not take her quivering eyes off of Undertaker. Precisely speaking, she could not take her eyes off of the muzzle of his gun pointed toward her. But most of all, the one thing that devoured her sanity was the excruciating pain she was feeling on her chest. It was a single jab, but venomous. An electric drill moving at Mach 9. She had just been poked with a scalpel without the benefit of anesthesia. She could not breath—a familiar feeling. A nostalgic pain caused by getting punched in the solar plexus. A powerful punch in the gut would always make her gasp for breath next if not knocked out.
But she wasn’t even gasping. With her pale lips gaped, she had forgotten how to breathe. She suddenly forgot what oxygen was. She had forgotten its existence. Her mind went blank. The popular conception of life flashing before your eyes must have be
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