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"Keith, Keith!" Lance called his name until his voice became hoarse. He felt around in the darkness, attempting to figure out where he was. Where Keith was, if he wasn't in the same room.

Four walls, floor, ceiling... no doors?

Lance felt his way back to where he woke up. The memory of impact, and the soreness in his shoulder reminded him that he was thrown into the room.

If I was tossed into this room, and landed here, that means I must've come... from this wall.

Lance paused, fingers an inch away from the wall.

Then slowly, hesitantly, he touched the wall.

And pushed his hand through.

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