You realize one is going to fall from the ceiling now that you've said this?
[Her voice is low. Perfectly even, despite the strangeness. Adele inches her way out of the room and flicks her light back on, peering down the one side of the hall and back to the other. What it was he meant by facing and coping she didn't quite understand. But if he means her to shoot? She will.]
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[Her voice is low. Perfectly even, despite the strangeness. Adele inches her way out of the room and flicks her light back on, peering down the one side of the hall and back to the other. What it was he meant by facing and coping she didn't quite understand. But if he means her to shoot? She will.]