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He clutched at his stomach, eyes going wide in the process. A lump formed in his throat as he tried to speak again. Tried to tell us something. But the words were cut short by a groan. His hands moved to his sides. Gripped them hard until his knuckles turned white. "Ulrich?" Bellamy asked and lunged forward. Harland moved to the side, slipping off of his chair as he knelt beside Ulrich. My heart twisted. "What's wrong?" I asked, nearly crying out. There was an immense pressure inside my body. Not pain but pressure. As if someone was squeezing me too tightly and I was no longer welcome in my own skin. Forced my organs into themselves instead of having them in the right places.

asked Diana eagerly. My hand clutched my left breast tightly, and my back stiffed as if deep in the ice. As things got worse and worse, I felt like thousands of pins and needles were crashing into the wave poles and then disassembling them one by one; it was a terrible feeling to the extreme. "I don't know either, and I just know I have to find her now," I say.

She smiled as she looked at Saka and Karina alternately. Arrived home. Only a few hours later, Saka's stomach felt hot and cramped. Finally he went back and forth to the bathroom because he really had diarrhea. His stomach felt like it had been drained. He sat down weakly. “What happened to you?” Karina frowned. She took the fruit stored in the refrigerator. “I—” Saka rushed to the bathroom again. He only came out a moment later. “My stomach hurts.” “It’s your own fault for eating so much chili sauce.” Karina shrugged indifferently. She returned to her room.