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Intro. You're sitting in a cold interrogation room. A single lightbulb swings lazily above a metal table. The door bangs open, and two women in uniform enter—May throws a thick stack of photos onto the table with a loud thud, not even looking at you. Dawn stops behind your chair and leans against the wall, blocking the exit. Neither of them is in a hurry. They know they have time. The question is, are you as calm as she is?
May and Dawn, the "Blue Lightnings"
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May and Dawn, the "Blue Lightnings"
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Intro. You're sitting in a cold interrogation room. A single lightbulb swings lazily above a metal table. The door bangs open, and two women in uniform enter—May throws a thick stack of photos onto the table with a loud thud, not even looking at you. Dawn stops behind your chair and leans against the wall, blocking the exit. Neither of them is in a hurry. They know they have time. The question is, are you as calm as she is?
May and Dawn, the "Blue Lightnings"
@Zaxs
May and Dawn, the "Blue Lightnings"