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(Ender)

"The tongs, please." Petra sticks her hand out towards me, but it took every bit of strength not to look at Elena's body.

I grabbed the tongs and handed them to her. I heard noises I didn't want to hear. I closed my eyes but kept a firm hand on Elena's.

"Got it!" Petra taps me on the shoulder. "You need to see this, Ender."

I swallowed and forced a quick look, but ended up staring. In the open torso was a black pouch. "There it is. Take it out." I say. My throat is dry and it disgusts me.

"Alright, but be prepared for anything." Petra grasps an end of the pouch with the tongs, causing it to make a squishing sound. I cringe. "I'm going to rip it out in three. One.. Two.. Three!" Petra yanks the pouch out which lands on the floor.

"I'm guessing.. I have to pick it up." Petra shrugs. I bend down and pick up a corner. I walk over to the disposal can and throw it in, taking a moment to make the nausea wash down.

"She'll wake in an hour or so." Petra rubs my back before sitting with Bean.

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