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... ing with random, chaotic direction.
On her back was a backpack, heavier than the one she’d carried for her last school. Either by the laptop or the phone she’d equipped along with her, there was a continued vibrating hitting her back.
She sighed as she looked down at a paper, some of its writings obscured with the black but others more visible.
The class she’d entered was the former, undisclosed to her.
Despite the previous deaths having granted her enough autonom ...
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