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12:37 AM, Wednesday, March 27th, 2013

Diane leaned against the wall and tried to catch her breath. Her face was smeared with blood and makeup, and three of her teeth wobbled loosely in her jaw. Her vision swam like a fish, and her legs groaned, and nearly balked, as she asked them to support her weight. Whatever Gabriella had hit her with had struck amazingly hard, and Diane was somewhat surprised to still be among the living.

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