[ She knew where this was going. She knew, but she couldn't move. She stared at the body, barely noticing the man who had once appeared knocked out was already on his feet, scrambling to the body. She could hear him yell, as he went to the body, while she watched, finally finding the strength to get to her own feet. She still didn't move from her spot, instead just speaking softly, only loud enough for the man to hear. ]
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She's not getting up.
[ What the hell was going on? ]