[Cy appears on the plane in a huddle, muttering to herself. She looks ill. Everything about her seems dull, like someone took an eraser to a sketch of a gray cat and couldn't scrub the image away.]
I don't like this. I don't like this, ladies and gents.
[She sneezes, and there's a flash of light around her. She curls into a ball and starts shivering.]
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