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Maya collapsed against the pillar, sobbing. The tablet screen dimmed, then flashed a final notification she’d set years ago, in a different world:

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Her little brother, Leo, lay on a sleeping bag, lips tinged with blue. A piece of granola bar. That’s all it was. He’d been laughing, inhaling crumbs, then the laughing stopped and the clawing at his throat began. The Heimlich had failed. His small chest barely moved. Maya collapsed against the pillar, sobbing

Maya looked at the dead tablet—its screen cracked, its battery gone forever—and said, “No. But I have one in my head.” Maya collapsed against the pillar