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Chapter 147

The building was definitely coming down around her. Rain could feel the floor shaking as the ceiling fell down around her. Covering her face with one hand as the smoke choked her lungs, and keeping the other hand over her head in a futile attempt to keep the bigger chunks of ceiling from hitting her on the top of the head and potentially unconscious, or at the very least, cutting her head open.

“Mist!” she shouted as she ran along. The lights had gone out, but she could still see where she was headed because of the fire raging up ahead and around the corner. The orange glow was bright enough for her to make out the larger debris on the floor--and the bodies.

So many bodies littered the ground. Many of them were wearing the brown uniforms of the Mothers. Occasionally, she’d see a black uniform. She’d check to make sure it wasn’t Mis

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