Pete had no body, but he had just been punched, very hard. It had hurt. It had sent his mind spinning. He had never felt anything like it. It could only come from one person: the Darkness. The green, vaporous tendrils that had often reached to touch his mind had this time struck him. The gaiaphage. Had punched him. Hard enough to make his consciousness blink out for just a fraction of a second. It was shocking. He had not known such a thing was possible. No one could hit him! It wasn’t okay. It was not okay to hit. His sister had told him that a lot of times. So had his mother. It was not okay
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