There was a strange sound, a wheezing, breathy sound coming from above her. There were intervals of silence between the moments when the sound would reach her, and in those intervals she sensed the absolute lack of any other presence other than whatever, or whoever was producing that sound. Her eyes were closed, but she could see the brightness of the white light beyond her lids, and as she began to open them slowly, carefully so as not to be overwhelmed by the brightness all at once, she began to make out a shape above her. Startled by the realization that she was waking up below the figure of a man, she widened her eyes and winced at the light surrounding her, and felt cold relief when she saw Hulk, weeping next to her, slightly leaning over her, but looking down at her feet, unaware that she had gai...

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