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As a text chime from beneath the pillow quantically tunneled through the buckwheat hulls directly into my eardrums, my head dragged my upper body, snapping up in an instant. Right at this moment, the aftershocks of 'the sky has fallen' are rippling through my chest. How can a human, without any master, achieve such a flawless mastery of The Startled Cat?
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