DamienThis was the same thing Julian had done six years ago, right before the fire.He'd stood at the back of the room, staring straight at me with that same plastic smile stretched across his face. Minutes later, people started screaming.I'd taken extra measures this time. At every entrance, exit, nook, and cranny, I'd stationed special security forces and implemented enhanced safety protocols.But somehow, that smile still unnerved me. It made my throat constrict and my palms go slick with sweat.I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.The camera flashes made everything worse. With each burst of light, the faces in front of me morphed into angry mobs, twisted with rage, hurling curses and profanities at me.I shook my head, trying to expunge the images, but the flashes grew redder in my vision, turning into flames.I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting against the onslaught, the images, the flashes, the angry voices. But behind my eyelids, the camera lights kept pushing me
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