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... at it felt like her internal organs were playing musical chairs while her brain was holding a funeral.
She stared blankly at the spreading ink stain on Wang Jingyuan’s jacket like a convicted criminal watching the judge raise the gavel.
Her thoughts scrambled in every direction, conjuring a hundred vivid ways to die, from slipping on a banana peel down the stairs to being smothered in her sleep by a vengeful sentient pen.
Her mouth opened and closed a few times like a fis ...
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