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"Don't play games now, Timmy, these are our last moments on Earth. Go upstairs, it's past your bedtime." |
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"But Mom!" |
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The nuclear explosion happens, enveloping the picture window. The silhouettes of skeletons burn for an instant before collapsing in ashes: the fireball moves on. Timmy, his hand on the bannister, vanishes in scattered dust, "just another boy in flames." |
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