Takes Dinah's power

"How long, this time?" I asked.

"Fifteen minutes," Vicky said. "It's getting faster."

Dinah was staring at me.

Of the people on the island, she was one of the ones I'd had the least to do with. She was still dealing with the deaths of her parents, and she'd been spending more time with the younger children, even if they annoyed her a lot.

"You're a slime," she said.

"Well, the original me is a slime; this body is a copy that's made out of a slime."

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