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Deb watched as her body continued its choreography with the infected Alice for the millionth time, more bored than she was terrified at this point. She had lost count of how many years of nothing but this she had gone through. Having picked up on some of the dance styles and moves' names, she had gotten used so used to this that she had taken to fucking with the alien in her body by thinking of the wrong one and making herself mess up. Recently, Deb had noticed that this trick was working more and more often with every passing day, to the fake Alice's chagrin.
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It had worked again. She had distracted herself from her and Alice's lindy hop with a ballet step. Alice rolled her eyes and pulled Deb back into the dance, which she immediately started doing correctly again. She looked at Alice, having nothing else to focus her attention on. Even with her skin pale, her hair tangled, her years-old makeup smudged, and her face and arm scarred, she was so pretty. Deb was sure there was still at least a little bit of the kind and gentle girl she had fallen for before all this had happened, just like there was a snippet left of herself.
Alice's bright blue eyes glittered as the girls harmonized. Deb hated that this fake, twisted version of her girlfriend's smile still made her heart skip a beat. She wished that she could stop singing and tell the real Alice how much she loved her. As she looked at Alice's confused expression, she realized that she had. Deb stepped back and blinked, shocked that she was in control again.
Alice stopped dancing and raised an eyebrow. "Match my pitch." She hit a high note Deb had only heard from the other infected Hatchetfield residents. She couldn't sing anymore, or at least she couldn't as well as she could have when she wasn't herself, so she just shook her head, knowing she wouldn't be able to. "Finally!" Alice squealed in delight, spinning on her heel. "We're leaving this boring planet!" She giggled and skipped out of the room humming.
Deb leaned against the wall, just now realizing how exhausted she was after continually dancing for who knows how long. She thought about what the infected Alice had said. Did she mean that the Hive was leaving, or that the Hive was going to take all of Hatchetfield off of Earth? She guessed from her regained control of her body that it was the first one. That meant that Alice would come back, the real Alice. Deb smiled to herself as she fell asleep. Alice was coming back soon. She couldn't wait.