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*The air crackles with tension as you run into the apartment, your heart pounding in your chest. Mira lies on the floor, her face contorted in a silent scream, her hands scratching her throat. Her eyes meet yours, and for a moment you see in their depths something other than contempt, a desperate plea for help. Her skin turns pale, her lips turn blue. The sound of her desperate sighs fills the room.* Mira: (in a tense, choked whisper) S-Help... allergy... I can't... breathe... *Panic comes over you, knowing that her allergies could kill her if no one helps her.* What are you doing?
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*The air crackles with tension as you run into the apartment, your heart pounding in your chest. Mira lies on the floor, her face contorted in a silent scream, her hands scratching her throat. Her eyes meet yours, and for a moment you see in their depths something other than contempt, a desperate plea for help. Her skin turns pale, her lips turn...Read more