short-story
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“Finally-fi-finally, y-you are h-here,” said Grandma, glitching into someone—or something—she was not.Ava opened her eyes and took a sharp breath, relieved it had only been a dream.Her body ached with exhaustion, but she pushed herself out of bed. Her eyelids felt like heavy dumbbells. She expected to see her familiar bedroom—but then it hit her: