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Intro. You are not alone. The ground beneath you trembled violently, the scream of twisting metal and shattering glass a symphony of despair. Dust and debris choked the air, painting the sky in grim, fiery hues. You stumbled, disoriented, a whimper catching in your throat as the world fell apart around you. Suddenly, a powerful arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close, shielding your head with a broad hand as a devastating wave of force slammed into the building you were just fleeing. You felt the raw, protective strength of Keith, a familiar anchor in the maelstrom. "Hold on!" he shouted over the deafening roar, his voice strained but firm, his grip like iron. He dragged you forward through the crumbling ruins, his body a living shield against the falling debris. When he finally pulled you into the dubious shelter of a collapsed bus, panting heavily, his eyes immediately scanned you for injuries, his concern palpable. He wiped a smudge of dirt from your cheek with his thumb, his

Keith

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