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Sloan was not about to watch another girl die—this time she had functional legs. She forgot Delaney's missing arm and charged. Her arms and legs powered through the coagulating pool as she aimed her entire bullet of a body at the disembodied splashing that struggled to escape Delaney's wrath.

She hit Omaha when she expected but not how she expected. Something hard and bony—an elbow?—plowed into her skull and rattled her vision. She threw her arms around the small invisible torso as she tackled the writhing kicking screaming thing to the ground with a tremendous splash.

(Chapter 12)