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... ntly—then splintered, blown inward with a thunderous crash. It flew straight at Sasha, striking her in the chest and sending her stumbling backward.
"Sam!" she screamed, voice raw with terror.
But it wasn't Sam. It was Sketch.
The stitched abomination stood framed in the door's ruin, grinning ear to ear, its eyes two black pinholes twitching with ecstasy. Blood dripped from its sewn-up lips, and its crooked arms twitched as if held together by spite alone.
"Oh boy ...
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