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... spun behind Sarah.
Sarah’s mind was blank. She only knew how to run forward. Her high heels had already fallen, and her hair, which had always been neat, had become a chicken coop. However, as the saying goes, when a person flies in front, their soul flies behind. Sarah was frightened out of her wits. As she ran, she let out terrified cries. Even the dogs that passed by were frightened by her.
Amelia leaned against the window of the pantry on the sixteenth floor and tilted her head ...
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