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- The masked man deactivated his lightsaber and hung it on his belt. His gloved hand grazed her temple and cheeks. She shifted her eyes so she wouldn’t have to look at him.
- She could still feel him. His presence tickled her mind. Phantom tendrils slithered through her thoughts. Memories of her youth flashed before her like data on a readout.
- He sounded disappointed. “Is it true, then? You’re nothing special after all? You’re just a Jakku scavenger?”
- Rey pursed her lips. His tendrils continued to worm around her mind—beginning to burrow deeper, as if their tips were scalpels. The more she tried to push back, the sharper the tendrils became.
- They wrapped themselves around an image of Finn she held in her mind’s eye. “You’ve met the traitor who served under me. You’ve even begun to care for him.”
- She struggled, trying to recollect anything, anyone else. Then she realized that gave him the access he wanted. “You’ve seen it—the map!”
- Her mind thrashed as his phantom tendrils dug into her memories like claws. Mercifully, she blanked into unconsciousness.
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