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“Send me back,” I cried, hoping my voice would be heard among the shouts. I was fighting my way desperately through the crowd. If I could get to Ray, then he might be able send me back. But the crowds were too loud, and I could not be heard. There was no way I could go through with this. The masses were already flowing in through the chapel doors, the courtyard and church must be overflowing. I knew what was going to happen next. I had been here before. And I couldn’t do it again. I needed somebody from my team. Anybody who could send me back. But Ray had been swept away with the crowd. Riley was probably not even here, and who else had mastered the ability? As the crowd brought me through those stoney doors, I had made up my mind. I could not live through this day again. I felt my face tensing in anticipation, and attempted what I had never attempted before. I ripped open the door of time and stepped through.
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