“I thought you said the explosion was going to be too big to use it in here!” I looked at my health, already perilously low. Donut didn’t have a scratch on her. I pulled the alchemy table out of my inventory, putting it directly over us, placing us within a clamshell. I felt as if I was going to vomit. My head continued to swim. “It probably is,” I said. “And I’m probably about to die, but I think you’ll be okay.” “Carl, no,” Donut said. “No!” “It’s okay,” I said. “Go back to Brandon. They’ll watch over you.” I wrapped myself around the cat. “I don’t want to do this without you,” Donut cried.
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