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                [ No. No nonononono—
                It’s    not     real,    Stiles.

                                                Wake up!
                                                   Wakeupwakeupwakeup! ]

             The girl hadn’t any idea what was
              going on in the boy’s mind–
              he seemed to be having a fit,
              similar to the ones Harry used to have.

                        Her hand reached out toward him,
                        placed gently on his shoulder.

          “–Are you okay?”