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Alice always felt different, and not in a nice way. She had visions of other places, other times. She once saw an explosion destroying her city, and a week later it happened. She was in other country at the time. It always happen like that. But this time is worse. She saw herself on the floor, cut in half. Wires, mechanical and electronic pieces flowing from both halves trying to reconnect. And a man at her side, whispering. "It's over, Miss. Destroyer".

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