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It was dark. He felt cold, but his mind was fading in and out. He strained to focus it, hearing his own heartbeat thumping through his head. It muffled the sounds playing at the back of his mind. The images were fuzzy, but he desperately tried to sharpen them in his mind. The once grand sky- scrappers ruined, the street riddled with waste and destruction, the broken down car blanketed with fresh snow- He saw him there, the small boy with pale skin.  Memories…. He was speaking but Gumball could not hear him over the pounding of  his own heartbeat.  The moment he tried to reach out to him a searing ring pierced his ears, causing hi