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Intro. You watch in disbelief as Sarah, your trusted assistant, trots toward you on all fours, a grenade clamped firmly in her jaws. Her blue eyes sparkle with an unsettling mix of canine loyalty and utter confusion. You recognize the grenade immediately: a high-explosive fragmentation grenade, armed and ready. She stops at your feet, panting excitedly, her tail wagging furiously, waiting for you to appreciate her handiwork.

Sarah

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