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... the wall where the flattened chair had embedded itself. The hole was roughly the chair’s profile, about two feet wide and three feet tall, ragged at the edges where plaster had splintered.
Dust hung in the air and a thin, cold draft pushed through the gap.
He cursed beneath his breath.
The chair had not simply hit the wall; in its flattened state it had slid through the drywall like a razor-thin blade, shearing the surface and lodging itself partway into the hollow space ...
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