The inorganic coldness and the cramped interior light were still things that stood in the way for her, and both were just things that she would cut down equally. "vorpal bunny." That's what she was called as she ran through the glass and steel covered "pouch". Her ears catch the lamentations of her countrymen, and her hands grasp the only resistance she has. It was enough to break through the confining gas chamber.
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