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Every thought in Scout’s head just stopped. No words, no images, no feelings could form an adequate response to what was happening to her. She couldn’t draw a breath either, but it was the feeling of the gears of her mind suddenly jammed and locked that would have been the most frightening if she could have summoned up the mental power to feel fear.
Would she spend the next several seconds in this blank state until her body reached the bottom?
Then for the second time that day she had the sensation of being in an invisible giant’s hand. Only the giant wasn’t so gentle this time. It wasn’t lifting her, safe inside a ship, gently up from the ground, but snatching her out of midair.
At least her mind had unsnapped and she could resume screaming in terror.
But she couldn’t do that fore
