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[Winry slowly sat up and put a hand on her forehead. She was extremely disoriented. There was throbbing pain all over, and for the life of her she couldn't tell where she was.]

O-ow. I felt like someone hit me with an express train bound for Central.

And... what? What's this? This isn't one of my old sundresses. Where am I?

[In all her panic she didn't even notice the new attachments to her body. The wings fluttered behind her, but she wrote the noise off as a passing bird.]
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