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There was something profoundly wrong about the way it pulsed — the strange red line that hovered in the middle of the void, breathing like a dying heartbeat. Not fast. Not urgent. Just there, steady and... intimate, in the most unsettling way. I didn’t feel fear. I didn’t even feel caution. I felt a pull.
A connection.
"Well of fucking course I feel a connection," I muttered aloud, already rolling my eyes at myself. "It’s in my own damn head."
The mockery landed flat ...
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