[The first sensation is a queasy mixture of guilt and vicious satisfaction. Mission accomplished.
That feeling quickly fades, leaving her suddenly cold and trembling. She stares at Chekov, at the blood in the sand and the knife in his back, uncomprehendingly.
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That feeling quickly fades, leaving her suddenly cold and trembling. She stares at Chekov, at the blood in the sand and the knife in his back, uncomprehendingly.
What did she just do?!]