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The illuminated red light becomes

clearer. A beacon. Billy adjusts the gym

bag strap on her shoulder. It's heavy,

but not unbearable.

Billy places the bag down, cracks

the glass emergency box with a cloth-

covered hand, and flinches at the ache

that courses through her arm. An alarm

sounds, and she pulls the lever down

hard. The door clicks open. She picks up

her bag, and turning her back to the