Presences tugged very faintly at Rachel's telepathic senses, even as she felt something cut its way through the vines around her.
Her forced her eyes open with limited success, staring into the face of her Grey-side sister. She looked around, recognizing something from countless retellings. "You... idiots," she managed. "You went and did... want it... wanted."
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