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“Hey, are you good?” My heart thundered against my rib cage, nervousness coiling my insides as I led Nora to an empty seat. She crumbled into it like a sack of potatoes, drawing in a few breaths to calm herself.

I found the dispenser and brought back a Styrofoam cup of water for her. She chugged it all, finally regaining some color back to her skin