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     "How can you see anything when it's this dark?"

   My heart plummeted. "Colin, what are you talking about? It's broad daylight," I choked out.

   Silence.

   Shakily, I raised three fingers. "Colin...how many fingers am I holding up?"

   "I'm sorry." He whispered. "I...can no longer see."

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