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This time it was on the way to the taxi at the end of the day. Ellory didn’t feel it hit him, really, he was already so overheated— but he was suddenly caught in a snowglobe as the world shook and twirled around him, unable to feel his own body. He only knew he’d hit the ground when his vision jarred to a stop, just before fading out completely. Sean, hoisting Ellory’s cooler and bag, looked up just in time to see Ellory crumple to the ground like an uneven jenga tower. Sean’s heart nearly stopped in his chest. Why wasn’t he watching? He should have been closer, he should have known this would happen. He should have caught the other man. He heard Santiago call out from inside his taxi and Sean’s legs started moving. He crouched beside the limp professor, hurriedly but carefully pulling
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