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He knocked over a chair or two on his way to the section where the screaming was coming from—the chairs weren’t really in his way, but the moment felt so urgent that it seemed wrong to leave things undisturbed.
What would make us crystallize? Anything could be the Thing that started it all, that started our stories. But the only stories we had to work with—the only stories these kids at Osthorne had to work with—were the ones we’d seen a million times already.