Outside, the marquee faltered and then steadied. Someone in the audience—no one visible—clapped once, as if to mark the end of a show.
Mara thought of her own edits—her posts in that forum, trying to correct a rumor she once helped spread. She had hit 'save' and, in the hours after, watched someone else post a version cleaner than hers, a version without the human mess. She had felt the urge to fix it. She had pushed once, twice. Nothing had felt so terrifying as that small erasure: the erasure of who she had been at that moment. vegamoviestodeathsgames01e03deathcantt upd
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