( Collette makes herself stop twisting around, taking in countless details. The feeling of deceleration disorients her. She looks back to Oz, reaching out for his hand, his sleeve, anything to hold on to. )
I don't know. I'd say the moon, but that's crazier than even what I come up with half the time.
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I don't know. I'd say the moon, but that's crazier than even what I come up with half the time.