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Don’t You Dare Give Up, Nora Seed!
Nora walked through the haze of dust and smoke in the direction Mrs Elm
had pointed towards, as the ceiling continued to fall.
It was hard to breathe, and to see, but she had just about managed to keep
count of the aisles. Sparks from the lights fell onto her head.
e dust stuck in her throat, nearly causing her to vomit. But even in the
powder y fog she could see that most of the books were now ablaze. In fact,
none of the shelves of books seemed intact, and the heat felt like a force.
Some of the earliest shelves and books to set on fire were now nothing but
ash.
Just as she reached the eleventh aisle she was hit hard by a chunk of falling
debris that floored her.
Pressed under rock, she felt the pen slip out of her hand and slide away
from her.
Her first attempt to free herself was unsuccessful.
is is it. I am going to die, whether I want to or not. I am going to die.
e librar y was a wasteland.
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It was all over.
She was certain of it once more. She was going to die here, as all her
possible lives were ravished all around her.
But then she saw it, amid a brief clearing in the clouds. ere, on the
eleventh aisle that way. ird shelf from the bottom.
A gap in the fire that was consuming ever y other book on the shelf.
I don’t want to die.
