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Frozen in Place
The crowd grew quiet again, their frustration replaced by unease. Dwayne remained frozen between the guard and the onlookers. His friends shouted questions at him, but he didn’t respond. Then, slowly, he moved. Not toward the crowd, but inward—reaching into his pocket, eyes locked on the guard. His hand trembled slightly as he pulled out his phone. Something was happening.
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