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Mindstory [Short Scene]
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"Fine," Mack said, throwing her hands up and turning away. "Next time you die, don't expect me to help."
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In the midst of a complicated story of magic, many lives and much angst, Maci, our host soul, was killed and revived by the powers of her not-yet-girlfriend, Mack. In this scene, the two fight over the incident, revealing their true colors and, in the end, showing each other how much they really care for each other.
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