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It knocked the wind out of me, and I keeled over, gasping for breath.
“Are you alright?” Caleb asked, as I felt his hand on my shoulder.
The feeding pangs. They were back. They hurt so badly this time, I could barely breathe.
Another pang suddenly struck, and this one hurt so much, I stood up with a jolt. I heard myself growl, a horrible, unearthly sound, and I saw myself running across the room, trying to get the pain out of my body. I ran right into a big exhibit, knocking it over, and heard it shatter.
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