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CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER TEN I reached out and tried to grab the edge of the platform, but it was too late. I fell toward the purple mud below like a rock. In the brief instant after I fell, I wondered what kind of effects the goop would have on me when I fell into it. If it killed me, would I be reanimated like one of the Necromantress’ zombies? Or would I just be a normal corpse? And if I was reanimated, would I still retain my eye beams? Would I be the first ever zombie capable of shooting lasers from its eyes? Not that I would live long enough to find out, of course, because I was getting closer and closer to the surface of the purple mud every second and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. It was times like these that I wished I had Cyberkid’s jet boots; at least those would have let me s
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