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[Klara has no trouble seeing when the blackouts occur, but she's still wishing she had stayed inside today. But being alone with the power flickering and that dark sense of dread creeping up her spin had not been an option. She felt terrified, as if something was coming, but she couldn't figure out what. The shadows moved and she wanted to get as far away from them as possible.
It's not logical, she tries to tell herself. She knows she can't be harmed easily, knows she can't die easily, but the fear is there. So she had fled out into the dark of the dome.
She moves cautiously around buildings and down shadowed alleys until she smells it. It's strong and sweet and full of something she can't quite pick out from a distance. Blood. Someone is bleeding nearby. And it's wonderful.
No. It's not good. It's bad. It's very bad, because it means someone is hurt and might need help. She should get help. But she doesn't know where the person is. What if she's too late bringing someone to help them? What should she do? It's not heavy enough to be a lot of blood, but she's still worried.
The scent is getting stronger, closer, and Klara freezes on the street, once again struck by that dread and uncomfortable need to get away. She can't stay here. Something bad is going to happen, someone is coming, someone is going to--
She's not paying attention and she hurries, looking behind her and not at the person she is about to collide with as she turns into the dark alley.]