The Revenge of Seven

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Other civilizations do exist.

Some of them seek to destroy you.

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The nightmare is over. When I open my eyes, there’s nothing but darkness.

I’m in a bed, that much I can tell, and it’s not my own. The mattress is enormous, somehow

contoured perfectly to my body, and for a moment I wonder if my friends moved me to one of the

bigger beds in Nine’s penthouse. I stretch my legs and arms out as far as they’ll go and can’t find the edges. The sheet draped over me is more slippery than soft, almost like a piece of plastic, and it is

radiating heat. Not just heat, I realize, but also a steady vibration that soothes my sore muscles.

How long have I been asleep, and where the heck am I?

I try to remember what happened to me, but all I can think of is my last vision. It felt like I was in that nightmare for days. I can still smell the burned-rubber stench of Washington, D.C. Smog clouds

lingered over the city, a reminder of the battle fought there. Or the battle that will be fought there, if my vision actually comes true.

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