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 A muted cry ended up as abruptly as it began, a flickering shadow against the backlit windows of the store, like someone deciding in afterthought that silence was the best means not to be discovered and ducking behind the low walls under the windows. They were certainly not the first to have that idea. A muted cry ended up as abruptly as it began, a flickering shadow against the backlit windows of the store, like someone deciding in afterthought that silence was the best means not to be discovered and ducking behind the low walls under the windows. They were certainly not the first to have that idea.
  
-[[characters:Keneh]]'s subconsciousness had clasped her left hand against her lips at an awkward and useless angle, a confused brand of horror battling against an instinct - deemed useless at best and stupid at worst - to shout across and ask if the figure needed help. Groceries had beend discarded hastily but in a way that was almost embarassingly apologetic nearby, bag near-neatly folded against the wall, pizzas thawing in passive-aggressive disregard for the local apocalypse. Her right hand clung to her friend's left sleeve, pulling down as if gravity weren't doing them that favour already - and as if she needed unbroken, continual prompting to stay put.+[[characters:Keneh]]'s subconsciousness had clasped her left hand against her lips at an awkward and useless angle, a confused brand of horror battling against an instinct - deemed useless at best and stupid at worst - to shout across and ask if the figure needed help. Groceries had been discarded hastily but in a way that was almost embarassingly apologetic nearby, bag near-neatly folded against the wall, pizzas thawing in passive-aggressive disregard for the local apocalypse. Her right hand clung to her friend's left sleeve, pulling down as if gravity weren't doing them that favour already - and as if she needed unbroken, continual prompting to stay put.
  
 A very different fire glinted further away, a golden, flickering sheen somewhere between the buildings, appearing silent and tame for the distance. A shadow of some forgotten bystander sprinted like a soundless gazelle into deeper shadows. A very different fire glinted further away, a golden, flickering sheen somewhere between the buildings, appearing silent and tame for the distance. A shadow of some forgotten bystander sprinted like a soundless gazelle into deeper shadows.
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