Her grip tightened.
Pain shot through my head.
I cried out just as my foot caught a yellow wet-floor sign left by the janitor.
I crashed to the ground.
Knees first.
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Her grip tightened.
Pain shot through my head.
I cried out just as my foot caught a yellow wet-floor sign left by the janitor.
I crashed to the ground.
Knees first.