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ACT II SCENE XLIX THERISTAI
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CASSANDRA WAS scared; there was no use in trying to deny that blatant fact as her heart clenched uncomfortably in her chest. The grinding and squealing of the metal gears that lifted the pods up to the ground were blaring. Combined with the thunderous flurry that surrounded them in a tempest, it felt like judgement day had arrived.
She felt someone's fingers curl gently around her own and she turned to find Minho taking her hand in his. He looked at her, squinting against the yellow sand and grit that swirled around in the gale to rip at their forms. Hair tangled about in a bluster around the girls' heads and jackets rippled all around them. The particles in the air pelted against the metallic surfaces of the pods with such intensity that it made Cassandra's ears grow numb. She tightened her grip on Minho's hand.
