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Stacy flees. She glances back and sees the walls and doors were somehow
melting, as if they were wax near a heat source. Stacy ran farther and reality blurred and spun and somewhere a bad TV show was playing and she was now in Central Park, in a remodeled section with a lot of kids and benches and ugly statues concerning men who killed innocent Native Americans.
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