"That's enough," Eric voice says, bored. He sounds like he's inside a fishbowl, your world spinning with dots and white noise...
You can see Drew's figure retreating, and you're dragged off the circle and propped up against a tool chest.
"You did your best," Christina says, nodding to you.
It's all you can do to nod back.
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