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Her alarm rang more than once before she remembered that she didn't have to get up because she had a rare day off. It was Friday, even though she was too awake to go back to sleep, she was in no hurry to get out of bed. She was playing. She's a blonde with blue eyes, petite and trimly built. Her face is a beautiful, girl-next-door face that you wouldn't be surprised to see at a school bake sale. But at the moment, her face is a study in contrasts. It is contorted. Her mouth is gasping, and...