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Continuing on his treck through the wreckage, Larry was trying as best he could to move swiftly. Yet the intense heat and falling support beams and fire raining down from the ceiling did not help matters. He came to the entrance of another room, and looked inside. Where a wall might have been, there was only a burning hole, now. Larry realized that the wall was his alternative entrance into the room that he had heard noises coming from. Without much thought, Larry ran straight to the burning wall. Yet as he entered the room, a beam fell from the ceinling, knocking him to the ground under it.
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