Clara back crawled along the sewers, with all her new gadgets in her pocket.
The pistol in particular seemed to weigh her trousers down, but she wasn't too worried. She was wearing a belt anyway.
Her new power, however, was weighing her down the most.
All her life, and she'd never known?
It seemed so unreal...
And yet so true.
She crawled on, trying to push the thought away.
Then she realized - this was the same scenario as in the song she'd been listening to earlier.
Was it a coincidence?
Or was it destiny?
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