[Just as the communicator turns on, it falls from Cat's hands.]
Ah... not now... please... I'm already trying to make... my time.
[Her breaths are quick as she picks it back up, moving along the hallway.]
...Um... Does anyone have an antidote? I think I've been poisoned from fighting a bee. I thought it had a wind crystal but all I've found is a
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