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I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders. Fine, so I got sent packing. Big deal. I'm not going to let some cold shoulder get me down. I turned around, ready to head back to the shabby little room I called home for the past few months. Just as I was about to open the door, a sharp pain shot through my chest.

I staggered back, clutching my chest. What the hell? I didn't think I had a heart condition or anything. Just a dull ache, like someone had punched me. I looked around, but the hallway was empty. Maybe it was just the cold getting to me. I shook my head and tried to ignore the pain.